Confirming Forgiveness

I saw her
In the living room
Before I
Heard she died.
Wipe away the guilt and gloom.
Go with peace inside.

Text: Linked to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays and dVerse Poetics where Amaya is hosting featuring the shadorma poetry form.

Photos: “Light in Snow”, above, “Snow Up Close”, below.

Snow Up Close


Snow wraps white.
Sky beams blue.
Winter’s night–
Calmly true.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar.  I will be hosting and the theme is brevity with poems five lines or less.  There are no other constraints.  The pub opens at 3:00 PM EST.

Photos: “Sidewalk and Freshly Plowed Snow”, above, and “Winter Sunset”, below, linked to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “in my life”.

Winter Sunset


The Earth wears cloudy sunglasses today
And smiles as warmth gets through to us today.

The wind sleeps all the afternoon away
And trees have nothing much to do today.

The Earth eclipsed the Moon last night and may
Bare trees eclipse the Sun’s dim light today.

Flying birds herd like a song. They sway.
I wish my camera would turn on today.

Forgive that camera. Now, enjoy their play.
You saw them, Frank. That’s all that counts today.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Paul is hosting with the ghazal form as the theme. I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Photos: “Winter Sun Through Trees”, above, and “Earth Wears Cloudy Sunglasses”, below.

Earth Wearing Cloudy Sunglasses


If hope should have small penguin wings,
We’d doubt how well it flies.
We want perspective on what’s true
To filter out the lies.

Alternatively, we may feel
It’s wings are fit to soar.
No matter what we think we know
We’ll trust that it knows more.

That’s why we let the present be.
Hope may fly through gray,
But when we know we’re good and lost
We hope and find some way.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Jill Lyman is hosting asking for a response poem. This poem is a response to Emily Dickinson’s “Hope is the thing with feathers”.

Photo: “This bird knows I’m watching it”, above, and “I don’t blame this bird for flying off”, below.

I don't blame this bird for flying off
I don’t blame this bird for flying off

Family Trees

One fall when leaves were gone the clearings came.  Those worth the haul were taken, but the rest would have to carry on.  As if a flame had come to burn this forest’s ancient best, the parent trees, the wisdom they possessed, the ground turned bare as youthful family trees preserved their hold on Earth tenaciously.

Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar with Bjorn hosting on the theme of silence. I formatted the Chaucerian stanza as prose to highlight where I would expect a reader to enjoy the silence.  I use line breaks to mark the completion of metrical patterns not to indicate silence although sometimes I run out of breath and need to pause before I carry on.

Photo: “Thinning” by the author.




Seagulls in the Sun

Seagulls with their points of view
Sometimes don’t agree.
The Sun that warms them loves them, too,
Chanting by the sea.

Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. Victoria is hosting with the theme symbolism. Hopefully these seagulls symbolize something besides seagulls which may not always be pleasant.  I see them as enchanters of earth, sea and sunny sky.

Photo: “Seagulls in the Sun” by the author.

Bleak — #writephoto

The weather is too cold, too hot, too wet, too dry but something, since there’s room, if only rock, may call it home and welcome passing waves of water, air and other life although what comes may soon move on. Its welcome doesn’t mind the moving on. It’s glad to serve as ground.

We build out there where weather’s hot or cold or wet or dry like plants that cuddle sheltered by the cracks from waves of water, air and other life. It’s bleak but something calls this pure space home and some proclaim this home a sacred place.

Text: Linked to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt and as a prose poem to dVerse Meeting the Bar where Amaya Engleking hosts with the prompt “jazz poetry”.

Photo: Sue Vincent provided the photo for the prompt.

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