heart of the poet

she poems

with all of her heart

penning words

in notepads

with each line she feels closer

in finding her voice

- Written for Writers Digest 2024 April PAD Challenge: Day 23

Friday

Friday seems so far away 

on Monday mornings 

when the week stretches 

down a long path

even when one reaches 

the middle of the week

Friday is still that star 

you cannot touch 

when Friday arrives 

you find it’s sweet 

nectar is too fleeting

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #199: T.G.I.F. and Writer's Digest 2024 April PAD Challenge: Day 15

eclipse

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they waited for hours

in anticipation 

moon crossing sun

day turning to night

for fleeting minutes

before daylight returns

- Inspired by Writer's Digest 2024 April PAD Challange: Day 8

first car

his first car wasn’t much

but it had contours that 

ignited his heart for speed

the bright color drew the eyes

of men and coy smiles of women

it broke his heart the day

it went to the salvage yard

but his memories remained

- Written for dVerse Quadrille Monday #198 - Fuzzy Frameworks

sevenling: spring blossoms

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we lounge under cherry trees

in blossoming hues of white, 

light pink and reddish pink

we listen to sounds of spring – 

chirping birds, children laughing,

the ice cream truck’s jingle 

if only this season would last forever

- This poem was inspired by dVerse Haibun MOnday: first (cherry) blossoms.  I wrote my poem as sevenling rather than a haibun poem.  

we dance around

we dance around the
pink elephant in the room
trying our best to avoid
the sharp edges that threaten
to pierce our boundaries

we both know what needs 
to be said but our lips 
stay sealed as our voices 
linger silently in our throats

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #197: Look Sharp, Now! (Let's write a poem.)

love versus fate

beautiful eyes

like a golden dawn

lingers in his dreams

for so long

silver smiles

was a love call

to her yearning heart

from the start

fate’s sentinel

watches from afar

cuts the lines clean

with no regard

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Daffy for Daffodils, Sprung for Spring.  I used the following daffodil variety names: beautiful eyes, golden dawn, silver smiles, love call and sentinel

slumbering through the seasons

when the autumn leaves fell

the trees slipped into a slumber

before winter sprinkled the mountains 

with snow white glaze

when spring flowers burst through

emerald grass we chased after 

butterflies into summer’s gaze 

that held us enthralled until 

she departed with twilight kisses

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #196 - Let's have a Sumber Party! with today's word "slumber".  

leaping into dreams

she leaps into dreams

of golden sunrises

over a field of lilacs

she dances with butterflies

until blue twilight arrives

to carry her to songs

of moon and stars

- Written for dVerse Poetics Tuesday - 2024 Poets Leaping

daydream touches

you had taken my breath away

the moment I laid eyes on you

but I was too shy to do anything

yet in my daydreams I strut across 

the room and with a touch of charm 

I lure you into my arms and heart

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #195

the serenity before the chaos

as we await evening’s arrival

we stand along the riverside

I watch you toss gray stones

skimming across serene waters

I listen to nearby rustling trees

without exchanging words

we knew this was our ending

imagine

they stand at the bus stop

on a cold morning

icy breath escapes their lips 

as they wait for the bus

she closes her eyes to imagine 

she is someplace else 

a warm beach lounging 

under palm trees sipping 

ice cold cocktails until sunsets

- Written for dVerse Quadrille: Come play with me!

at the doctor's office

The exam room is warm, but there are no windows to view the falling snow.  I sit on the exam table as the doctor listens to my lungs.  I take a deep breath in and out as instructed.  I focus on staying calm to keep my heart and blood pressure from racing.  I try not to think about what tests I need now at forty-five, or whether the weather outside has worsened.  I leave the room with some sort of clean bill of health, but only time will tell.

 mild days
take a short breather
as snow falls

- Written for dVerse Haibun Monday: Breath

pinches

he pinches pennies

to save enough coins

for a new toy

she counted every last

dollars as she dreams

of college applications

the couple became frugal

to buy the house

of their dreams

we became stingy 

with our funds when 

the pink slips came

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #193: Poems in a Pinch

just the two of them

among the skyscrapers

that appear to touch clouds

the animated billboards and 

nearby Broadway theaters

where people act out dreams

he holds her hand and 

suddenly all noises cease

and it just the two of them

gazing into each other’s eyes

oblivious to the horde

of people walking by

- Inspired by dVerse prompt Poetics: City Love, though I did not follow the prompt completely.  

along the lagoon

beyond the sunrise
our eyes in search
of something we
cannot express in words

 
along the blue lagoon
I scribble letters
into golden sands
hoping God will
receive my prayers
 
from above the stars
whisper to my yearning
heart to not give so easily

- Written for dVerse Quadrille from the dVerse Lagoon

missing home

the warmth from the kitchen

the aroma of fresh bake

cookies and hot chocolate 

reminded her of home

in her high-rise apartment

skyscrapers in her view

her heart aches for the 

absence of such comfort