Poetry, Short Prose and Walking

Fire

Every candle shows its flame,
Burning wax, reheating blame.
Maybe it is all the same
When the end upturns the game.

When the end sets up the fall
Will my candle scatter all
Flickers fighting in a brawl?
Fire the passion. Free what’s small.

Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) hosts with the theme word “fire”. I used the tanaga form for this poem after reading a poem last week by Bekkie Sanchez.

Photos: “Winter Scene with Morning Sun”, above, and “Winter Scene with Afternoon Sun”, below.

Simply Surrealistic

Sir, real is more than what you really see.
Or, real’s what’s really real implicitly.

Text and Photo: Whatever surrealism is, I am linking this to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “simply surrealistic”.

Today — #writephoto

What words appear to lead me on my way?
Not one? But I need none to praise this wondrous day.

Text: Linked to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt and dVerse Open Link Night where Grace is hosting.

Photo: Sue Vincent provided the photo for the prompt.

One-Liner Wednesday — Alone

Forgiveness may be hard to do, too hard to do alone, but should it happen anyway and burden’s lifted in some way, perhaps we’re not alone.

Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday and Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

One Child’s Gift to Another

The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
“It has no worth,” the jeweler said.
He’ll keep it anyway.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah Connor is hosting with the love tokens.

Photos: “Leaves Remind the Tree”, above, and “Water Seeking Lake Michigan”, below. I am linking these to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “force”.

Imaginary friends don’t talk back as much. That’s one reason to ask their opinions. They don’t know what’s really going on, but sometimes they have an interesting perspective. Real friends will try to set me straight according to their views of the direct path from here to there but they are often as wrong as I am.

I take a walk which takes me on a path temporarily away from all friends. There’s mystery before my eyes. The trees are budding. There will be Spring regardless of my wintery dreams.

BIRDSONG THROUGH BLUE SKY
WINTER’S BRANCHES TRUST AND BUD
WOULD THAT I COULD HEAR

Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Victoria C. Slotto is hosting with the theme of tree buds.

Photos: “Tree Buds”, above, and “Early Blooms”, below.

Indoor Plants

In spite of everything were they
Delighted I stayed home today?
I watered every one and I’ll
Drift into daydreams with a smile.

Photos: “Jade Plant Overhanging”, above, “Indoor Happiness, collage, and “Orchid with Fallen Blossoms, below linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge

News: My poem “Pan’s Pipe” won the Wilda Morris’s Poetry Challenge for February. Here are the rules for entering this monthly contest.

One-Liner Wednesday — Overcome

Forgiveness won’t untwist what’s done but let’s the present overcome.

Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday and Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Where to Look

Birds may chatter. I walk by.
Trees prepare to greet the Sun
That concentrates on shiny things
Like bonds held true with golden rings.
The birds rejoice when morning’s come.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Sarah Russell is asking us to focus on the thing rather than explicitly describing something abstract which the reader is supposed to guess, but I am not sure what it is myself.

Photos: “Movement”, above, and “Birds Minding Their Own Business”, below.