Hope

I have

a bright green sprout

peeking out of the dirt

so tender and vulnerable

fragile shoots reach up, trusting.

I ask you to tend it for me,

give it the attention

it needs, this hope

I have

Written for dVerse Poets Pub.

One More Magpie

I sit here in my suit

along with the rest,

trying to fit in.

Pretending to be a grown up,

I look down, concentrating

Do they guess the truth,

any of them?

Can they tell, in an unguarded moment

sparks could fly from my finger tips

and lightning bolts may shoot  out

through my skull

like electric blue hair

Do they know, with a blink and a wink

I could step into myth, step through time,

Climb over this lunch table,

up through the skylight,

past the Milky Way and on to infinity?

What’s holding me here

is so very tenuous,

I must look down, concentrating,

pretending to be a grown up,

trying to fit in

with the rest,

as I sit here in my suit

This picture prompt is from Magpie Tales, when can be found by clicking on the title.  The poem has also been submitted to Gooseberry Garden where you can read a variety of interesting poems.

How to remain alone in a crowd:

1. look down
    keep to yourself
    don't make eye contact


2. hunch your shoulders
    into a shield
    to deflect any possible interactions


3. draw your indifference
    tight around yourself
    don't make eye contact


  

Written for the delightful Magpie Tales.

Discarded

At the curb on big item pick-up day,

battered and threadbare,

sits our dingy, faded love.

Smelling of dirty socks and rancid peanut butter,

It has been re-purposed.

Now we sit in comfort,

if not in style,

watching the parade go by.

This was written in response to the visual prompt at Magpie Tales.  It is also posted at Poets United Poetry Pantry.  Both are great sites for readers and writers; check 'em out! 

Giving Thanks

Image by en.wikipedia.org

I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old fashioned way.  I invited everyone in the neighborhood to my house, we had an enormous feast, and then I killed them and took their land.   -Jon Stewart


Perhaps I should just let this quote stand alone, but I feel compelled to add that I am thankful for a number of things, both tangible and intangible.  I do not mean this to be disrespectful, just to remind myself...and anyone else who happens to find themselves here, that the things we have often come to us at the expense of others.  So, let's all share and play nice!

Magpie #92

Yin-Yang curves around

a summersault smooch

Our crazy, cartwheeling, kaleidoscope love

spins me to paradise

Baby, I’m head-over-heels for you!

This delightful photo prompt is provided by Tess Kincade at Magpie Tales.  Click on the title to go there.  This is also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.  Their theme is gratitude though they also allow other topics too.  While this isn't exactly about gratitude, who isn't grateful for love like this?

Some Days

i am Tonto

i am Robin -

a side kick, kicked aside

during the central action.

i am the second sister:

Jan, not Marcia

i am the ideal wing man,

better, not best;

never the initiator.

my sterling qualities:

support, loyalty, deference;

my sins

are those of weakness

not malice.

i am peripheral

This is for Mr. Know-it-all.