Month of Poems – Day 27

Love 

Love is not a matter of degrees
Love cannot be measured
Love is present
Or absent
We may falter in knowing how
To express love,
To overcome selfishness,
To defeat our childhood demons,
To be victorious in loving.
But when we fail,
We still love.
If we are wise,
We accept our frailty and submit to Love;
We persevere.
For only Love draws
The best parts
From those we love,
Helps them overcome selfishness
And defeat their childhood demons.
Only Love
Can set us free to love.

 

A month of poems – day 26

For My Friend

Hours whiled in the afternoon,
On a porch beneath
The persistent rain,
On a holiday
Or an ordinary any-day.
Moments spent as legal tender,
Exchanged for the joy of
Rapturous laughter.
Years of knowing
And growing alongside.
Our friendship is a twine
Winding through our fibers
Until our lives are
Unrecognizable without them.
A day is never better lived
Than in the the company
Of my friend.

My sister

She is my sister
I have not seen her face in
Nine years
The sound of her voice
The smell of her hair
Fades from my memory
I strain to retain the details
In vain
Her face and the light in her eyes
Remains imprinted on my soul
She is my sister
Her dreams for the future
Give me treasured fantasy
I could call
She could answer
“Happy Birthday!” I’d say
“I love you,” I’d say
My sister, forever my little sister
Forever full of promise
Frozen in her beautiful youth
Permanent and fading
A light I shall always
Be honored to carry

National Month of Poems – Days 19 and 20

A couple on over-exertion:

Heavy Burdens

Who are you,
Untended, untamed?
Measuring your moments
With uncertain pride.
When you carry
Your burden
And drag your reasons
Unrestrained.

So Tired

One thing begets another
Until I am swimming
In a sea of obligation,
Until I miss the sight of land
For the clamoring masses
Buoyed by the promise of
A moment to come.

Month of poems day 23

I must confess.  I have been remiss for days.  I have written a few poems but have failed to post.  Instead I have bumbled to and fro from one thing to another.  Busy, busy, busy.  So here I go.  I attempt to redeem myself for this National Poetry Writing Month.  I vow to post a poem for each day of April even if some are posted in May.

April Showers

Soggy feet
Wading in green.
Heavy petals droop
And drip
And drain.
The earth,
Long past slaked,
Thick and bloated,
Bursting with bounty,
Oblivious
To the drought
Summer will bring.
Content to absorb
And bloom.

 

Month of Poems day 18 – Friend

Treasure

A friend in the chaos
A lifeline,
A light in the fog
A friend eternal
One who knows you
One who sees
From whence you came
And cares not,
Loves you more
For the knowing
Who longs to know more
Than your past
Who seeks you
In your today,
In your struggle
Who knows you,
In your becoming
Who can be
Days and weeks and
Lifetimes apart But is never more than
A breath away from your heart.

Month of Poems- Day 14

A Common Journey

Far past thinking and rushing,
When all the days are spent.
After all our careful planning
And all our soft intent.

Into the distant here and now,
When we’ve sated our last
After we’ve given up waiting
And reliving the past.

We embrace love immersive,
When our pride fades and dies,
After all is given over,
We begin to come alive.

 

Month of Poems Days 12 & 13

No time for posting yesterday so here’s two in one:

Ode to Spring

Dirt and rain
Elemental.
Daphne’s Alchemy.

Afternoon

I split my afternoon between
Screens and sonnets,
A frantic finale then
A half-spent stupor.

Numbers and words,
Strung together
Form some meaning,
Tell one story or the other.

Numbers and words
Drift across the screen
Or the page into my open palm.
What is left to ponder?

I receive the message
But miss the meaning
And languish in the warmth
Of the late afternoon sun.