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Koda

White dog, family pet

Tears of sadness fall

On cheeks young and old

Hearts mourn your presence

As death takes you

Leaving us to grieve

Elegy-Syllabic Verse

In Memory of Koda-a beloved family pet

#NaPoWriMo—Day 18–Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy of your own, one in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated not through abstract words, but physical detail

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Posted in April 2019, NaPoWriMo 2019, Villanelle

Past and Present

My Dad 1967 standing near what was left of his childhood home in Sisseton, South Dakota

My Dad 1967 standing near what was left of his childhood home in Sisseton, South Dakota

My people are all gone away

Leaving me with memories

That live on and stay

Siblings can no longer play

Under the South Dakota trees

They are all gone away

I alone stand today

With active sensories

That live on and stay

Under the heavy clouds of gray

I see them in reveries

They are all gone away

My pen searches to convey

Words filled with remedies

That live on and stay

Reaching to grasp each past day

I stand yet float feathery

They are all gone away

That live on and stay

Villanelle

(“They are all gone away” line taken from:”The House on the Hill” by Edwin Arlington Robinson—a Villanelle Poem)

(“They are all gone away” and “That live on and stay” are two phrases that oppose each other)

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 5-Prompt: today we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates at least one of the following: (1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text, and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way. If you can use two elements, great – and if you can do all three,

Posted in March 2019, Shadorma

Family Peace

Rocks with hieroglyphic type wet imprints on them

Wet Footprints

Two hieroglyphics

Imprinted

Two symbols

Upon two rocks temporily

Ponder the meaning

Shadorma

Today my grand-son and I were outside in my yard taking some pictures of him before he left on a trip to do a show in Seattle. He is a music artist who performs hip hop. The grass was wet as it had rained earlier. As we walked back to go inside we had to step on some river rock I have near my patio. I happened to look down and saw that our shoes had left some strange looking imprints on various rocks. Two rocks in particular I noticed as looking like having hieroglyphic symbols on them, so I snapped a couple pics. Upon doing an internet search on hieroglyphic images I came to see a somewhat similarity to the symbols for Peace and Family, in some images of the Chinese alphabet, and family peace is something that I recently have been praying for. Is it too far fetched to think these wet shoe markings could be telling me we are taking steps towards Family Peace? I am not one who believes in co-incidences and I see meaning in many unordinary things. So I am led to believe perhaps God sent this as a sign to us.

Posted in Free Verse, November 2018

Mom Thoughts

Welcome Bear lawn statue

How fast the toilet paper goes

And the shampoo too

Food in the fridge

vanishes

Yet laundry and trash pile up

The house is filled with people

Chattering, moving,

Echoing life

To rooms once empty and silent

Peace is now hard to find

Among so many different

Personalities

Cupboards are looking bare

As is my bank balance

But my heart is happy

The kids are home again

Free Verse

(Inspired by my daughter whose four grown children are all living at home with her and my son-in-law again for awhile)

Posted in April 2018, NaPoWriMo 2018, Tanka

Different Perspectives

Strawberries

1. My Point of View:

“Childhood memories

Of my grandpa’s garden patch

Full of strawberries

And the giant apple tree

That hid me as I ate them.”


2. My Sensible Sister’s Point of View:

“You should’ve asked Gramps

Before your hands reached for

His prize berries

Your temptation caused you

To eat and run to that tree.”


3. My Mom’s Point of View:

“Eating strawberries

From her grandpa’s garden patch

Childhood thief flees to

Apple Tree Sanctuary

Her secret place to hide”


Triple Tanka

NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 2 Challenge:

to write a poem that plays with voice. For example, you might try writing a stanza that recounts something in the first-person, followed by a stanza recounting the same incident in the second-person, followed by a stanza that treats the incident from a third-person point of view.

Posted in Choka, January 2018

Teen Years

Vivian 19th Birthday

Grand-daughter’s nineteen.

Seven years of being a Teen.

I’ve seen the changes,

Been part of many dramas

Teen years often bring.

Prayed that she would find herself.

Been there through all the

Tears, smiles, anger and hugs.

Glad to have played a part.

Choka

My oldest grand-daughter turned 19 today!

She is a such sweet, loving girl who is growing up to be a fine young women. I am very proud of her!