Substantiating the Shadow

If that’s your shadow in my cave,
I wonder where are you?
Some caves are darker than the night.
Minds get darker, too.

My mind rehearses uselessly
The past, since now you’ve gone.
Those shadows flicker right and left
While day keeps moving on.

Written for dVerse Quadrille #17 from a prompt by whimsygizmo, photo by Frank Hubeny.

Grounding Change

Change that is rhythmically sound
Reminds us that time runs around
Like a seasonal wheel.
Endless cycles conceal
What is firm giving thanks for the ground.

Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 39: Seasons.

Running in the Rain

Splashing water hangs tightly in drops
Running wildly until splashing stops.
Run and know that this now
Is entangled somehow
With more joy when the pain smiles and pops.

Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 38 based on the photo above by Dominik Martin at unsplash.com.

How Someone Could Make Someone Else Famous, or, My Use-By Date Was Yesterday

Edmund Clerihew Bentley
Skewered his characters gently.
If they wiggled with humor and rhyme
Some could pass their use-by date or time.

Written for a prompt provided by Gayle Walters Rose in dVerse’s “Form For All; the Clerihew” where you can find more information about E. C. Bentley and clerihews and maybe even feel prompted to write one yourself.

Open Your Eyes Even If They Are Already Open

Let gravity do what it does.
Walk the body tall.
Let the eyes explore what’s real.
They want to see it all.

I’ll levitate when I am dead.
My eyes are grateful when
I look about with opened eyes
And then I look again.

Written for dVerse Quadrille #16 using “open” as a prompt.

Everything Has Already Turned Out Right

When it’s dark is when stars can be bright.
I reflect on the skylights of night
And the shine of the day
Alternating. A play
That won’t end till it all turns out right.

Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 37: Dark.

At Least We Have Our Fairy Tales

While the fairy was growing her tail
And the ogre was drooling a wail
There’s that troll up on top
Of the dragon. We stop
To enjoy all that’s solid yet frail.

Written for the Limerick Challenge Week 36: Fairytale.