Lists

Today is a day of lists:

return library books

board meeting 

mail statements 

grocery shopping:

  -meat

  -carrots

  -cinnamon

  -oats

  -Athlete’s Foot cream

  -sympathy cards…

for it is also a week of deaths:

agonies, endings

and the requisite attending

social conventions…

4 sympathy cards

1 wake

1 funeral

1 meal for grieving family

1 batch of cookies for grieving family

because after all, food really is love

or at least the only solace

we can figure

But poetry is solace too,

and this is the month of poems

so to the list I add

30 poems for April -

and for today

I sneak away
for one
entire
poem

This is for day #1 of PAD (Poem a Day) for April, National Poetry Month.  I'm linking it to the Imaginary Garden, because "lists" are not what sparks my poetic heart, but poetry is what saves me.  

2015

“We desire an exciting future, but the demand for familiar and comfortable tempers our steps to the point that often our steps are little more than stepping in place.”   Craig D. Lounsbrough

Look to the horizon

while treading water.

Out there,

where the sun

meets the edge of the earth,

your adventure waits.

While treading water,

look to the horizon. 

Over in the Imaginary Garden Susie asked us to write about the coming New Year.  She gave us several quotes to consider, including the one I have above.  This one is just a little reminder to me, and to you too, if you need it,  New sights, sounds, experiences and mistakes are all waiting for us in this shiny new year, 2015 - but we have to get out there and try! 

So, thank you all for your support and encouragement, and I wish us all the very best mistakes and adventures in 2015!

October

She whispers

in my ear

with

bright breath

sweet

as death

telling me

the end is near

Is it any wonder

I fall under

her spell?

Over in the Imaginary Garden  Mama Zen remind us that words count, as she had us write 53 or fewer words personifying October.

No, Really

I don’t mind.

No, I’m fine

…and with so much to do.

So I got up and left, as if I believed you.

Izzy asked us to write something about a lie we could have told better.  So here are is a poem about a couple of liars for Real Toads.