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And They're Still Blooming
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Your magnolia tree
filters the afternoon sun—
I carved our names in its trunk
Those beloved flowers
impregnate the sudden breeze—
You are miles away from here
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Summer Afternoon
You lay in half light
As evening is approaching
Breeze stirs the sheer lace curtains
Soft air cools our skin
Our room glows in amber hues
The ceiling fan is humming...
I must wake you soon
The afternoon has faded
But you are sleeping soundly
With such contentment
It seems all the worry lines
Have disappeared from your face
Your legs are tangled
In the softness of the sheets
Your familiar hand now lies
Gently on my waist
The profile on the pillow
Is that boy from long ago
I love watching you
Your lashes are fluttering
What are you dreaming, my love?
How could one explain
That a love like this exists
On a summer afternoon?
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Yellow Ribbons
Yellow ribbons furl
on oaks that line our driveway
as we await your return.
Their luster's now pale,
reflecting the challenged hope
of a son you’ve never met.
*Entry for Russell’s “Sedoka me any subject” contest
Written February 21, 2012 by Carolyn Devonshire
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One to One - I will be there
When your eyes shut close
and the wind tells of your fears…
Please wipe your tears – stretch your hand;
know I will be there.
I will rise to be your guide…
The bright see the sights not seen.
When your teeth fall down
and you chew your food in vain,
should it fall on the ground
know I will be there;
to clean, wipe, and cook once more…
The smart need not chew to flow.
When your tongue grows mute
and your words are bound in it;
have no doubt – your heart I hear.
Know I will be there
to glide your thoughts to the sky…
The wise need no words to teach.
When your mind shuts down
and your thoughts fly with the wind,
Though I feel a surge of nerves
know I will be there.
Hear my plea, I will not cease…
The good will shine through the dark.
When your world gives out
and your will caves in, in death -
please do not doubt me my love;
know I will be there -
my grave will be next to yours.
One to One; we will not part.
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Raindrops Around Your Dimples
Even the raindrops
love to linger on your face
like my fingers' tip-toeing,
drop by drop they reach
around your naughty dimples
luscious lips are not too far.....
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FORGOTTEN PATH OF LOVE
littered twigs now stale
unlike past season, enhanced
by rapture of air whistling
shades of veiled light
hide her bloomed navel with child
on path of forgotten love
hunched eyes fall on ground
clawing moonstruck reveries
of how he betrayed night's trust
fetus kicks gently
stirring her to warm hope's dream
for new life cradled by womb
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Forgotten Contest for Susan
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My Hero
He feared not his death,
because he came to know well,
Him who gave us all life’s breath.
He worked at his goal,
taking life’s problems in stride,
Humility was in him.
I remember him
smiling, laughing and patient,
as generous as could be,
adoring his wife,
happy for her attention,
Respectful of his children.
I was glad to be,
a part of that family,
even though for a short time.
I was too young then
to understand what Love is.
He showed me, I’m glad to say.
A real team player,
encouraging and docile,
Bedtime found him on his knees.
Joe knew his business,
and set reachable short goals,
His long range goal was heaven.
5/30/11
This tribute to my good friend Joe T. is my first of this Sedoka poem form which is
Japanese in origin. Six line stanzas 577577. Each stanza is called a Katauta.
I found it easy to communicate the desired message with this form.
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Before Dementia's Final Assault
On his last day home,
Dad went around talking to
familiar household objects.
Mom said he seemed to
be telling his life goodbye,
knowing he'd not return home.
Written by Andrea Dietrich
for Russell Sivey's
Sedoka me any subject Poetry Contest
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A Warrior's Song
Ancient Warrior’s Song
Oh, ancient warriors
Hear the Triton's tempting sound
Serpent’s scales are polished proud
Drawing you to war--
Armour falls to barren ground
Macedonian phalanx
My God is calling
Giants taunt us 40 days
Cursing, defying, disgust
One shepherd boy’s heart--
Goliath’s head falls to ground
3 stones and homemade sling shot
Written in honor of Rick Parise's contest ~Ancient Song~ 3rd Place
By Gwendolen Rix
12-7-11
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Alone and Loveless
Wanting to have love,
Yet love always eludes me.
I see the lovers smile.
Tears roll down my cheek.
Knowing that I am alone,
Make the days seem much longer.
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