26.imaginary.trouble

it’s a good cause
abstract and bearable
keeps the cursing far away
shifting from here to there
it matters not the dawn

hidden behind a wall
trap door deceit
living the lie
freedom fighter
every single day

feline female
purring and pretty
beyond blemish
smart and sensual
fictional figurine

without one worry
her glittered life of leisure
five living children
three nannies strong
she’s a shrouded sphinx

book reading excursion
far from land across the sea
another drop will do
this troublesome trouble
perceive her quixotic reflection

napowrimo day 26. MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt Define Insanity, Reasons for Admission

poet’s note: found this intriguing how a woman who was troublesome and did not follow the rules of engagement were treated as insane and locked up. if not locked up they sipped from a bottle that cured the vapors. how often have we found ourselves in a situation of our own making thinking it was a better world than it really was.

24.stunned

car cutting highway late and last
off to belfast
turn left not right
it’s quite a hike

single line silence drifts away
there’s dues to pay
no guns no soap
it’s a tightrope

dusk divine across the blue sky
can’t help but sigh
gab with the ghosts
at the lamppost

MLMM Saturday Mix Lucky Dip Minute Poetry

poet’s note: heading down the stretch of napowrimo 2021. It has been most enjoyable though some days are hard. have been introduced to some new poetry forms and poetry places… new/old friends along the way. today is a highway airport. i just love these….

11.game.changer

tame 2day
shiny and soft
starting still
morning chime caress
the warm sun sings

5 o’clock shadow
lame and loaded
day ending dynamite
sunsetting pearl

tethered to a testimonial
erotic simmering pocket rocks
the smoke gets in my eyes
contact collide

wrap around my heart
loose change jingle
a new found fortune
11 days and counting


Day 11 NAPOWRIMO
Sunday Whirl Wordle 498
2021 April PAD Challenge prime number poem
MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt, Freedom

10.back.with.bonnie

incoming reality
fast moving train
strong winds wild storm
too sharp a turn

tree limb twisting
root bound hope
terra firma cleave

crumbling core
shattered bones
it’s never gonna be the same

bend finding purpose
potent patches applied
needle and thread
mend a perfect seam

poet’s note: day 10 of napowrimo and all is well. taking my cue from MMM saturday mix, opposing forces pick one break and mend or imprison and free

reading the room

mind love misery’s menagerie. first line friday

untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. unnoticed the moments flex their power, passing into hours, casually creeping across the day. the sun spreads in silence, dressing the emptiness, delivering light and heat and driving back the empty shadows. quietly calmly bursts the break of day. awakened, the books stir and bend, stories start to stumble, congregating with crazy calamity.  panicky pages quietly quivering, for they all knew he would appear and so they watch and wait.