Day 6 PAD 2023

This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2023 challenge and will be revised.

“Winter’s Exit”

The rot of winter folds into
the wind, warm and wet with renew.
My bones ache. Weight of dreams pulling muscles
like memories screaming.

The song of robins are not loud
enough to drown out the rain clouds.
My skin tingles from the lightning strike,
godlike in wrath and spite.

Burning of my sin fills the air
with the darkness found in nightmares.
The sun scratches the ground, a single stem,
a gem for spring’s new crown.


Poetic Form: Byr a Thoddaid

Day 4 PAD 2023

 

This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2023 challenge and will be revised. 

“Her”

Her kiss tastes like strawberries - wild under the sun
I’m chasing my heart like clouds, playfully changing
shape across a blinding blue - fading to twilight
Darkness makes me lost, trembling - it was just a dream

Poetic Form imayo

Poetic Form 85: Haiku Sonnet

Shoveling

February storm --

Snow, white and knee-deep calls to

be cleared from the drive.

Sirius watching

daughter and me disturb the

calm of the snow cover.

Sun falls silently --

Shovels grind against concrete

gathering piles.

Snow like sweet sugar

turns to cirrus clouds when I

launch it to the sky.

The constellations join the

street lamp to light our smiles.

Poetic Form #85: Haiku Sonnet

The rules of the haiku sonnet are four 3-liner haiku plus a couplet of 

either 5 or 7 syllables adds up to 14 lines, the number of lines found 

in a sonnet. For this poem, I used the 5-7-5 syllable structure (more like a Senryu).

If you want to see forever

If you want to see forever

use the rest stop at mile marker 167

    On Interstate 90 in South Dakota

   Next to the town, Belvidere, population 49

    Watch the clouds fill the sky

        like a bag of cotton balls

    The grassy plain cuts the horizon miles away

You can see the thunderstorm in the east

    A curtain of rain

        that you will encounter only after traveling for hours

If you want to see forever

 sit with a child in front of a Christmas tree

    On Dec 23, with presents before you

    They already know which ones have their name

    Know the sound of what’s inside

        hoping it matches their dreams

    The stockings still empty on the banister

You can see the anticipation heavy in their eyes

    Smile already building

        that you secretly know will be beaming Christmas Eve

If you want to see forever

 watch a young couple in a restaurant

On their third date

Their gaze never far from each other

Laughter as they share food from the plates

    extending their forks across the table

    Bites playfully as their eyes lock

You can see how lost they are

    In their moment

        unaware of the bustle of everyday life around them

If you want to see forever

 stop to speak to the gentleman

    On the porch of a run-down home

    The years worn into his hands

    Life drying out his throat

        making his memories hard to share

    So they pile up behind his lungs, raspy and slow

You can see the effects of life on his shoulders

    Once square, now curved,

        waiting only for the day of rest

If you want to see forever

  breathe in at this moment

    On the next exhale

    Feel how your heart beats

    To the rhythm of your life

        created by choices and fate

    A paradoxical rule that no one knows

You can see time move through your relationships

    Loved ones and enemies

        all saying your name

If you want to see forever

   

open your heart

Grey Morning

The rumble of the garage door breaks the silence

I step out onto the driveway

The sky is grey-blue

A quilt of clouds sit on the horizon

To the east a small smudge of rose filters through the clouds

But I know that there will be no rays of sunshine today

To the west a lightning show has begun

There is almost a rhythm to the strikes

Funny how the past generates so many storms

I turn toward my car, keys in hand

It’s going to be another cloudy day in my heart

End of the Day

A rare early day home

The sun was sitting off the horizon

My children playing in the yard

Asking for nothing more than my time

Pushing the swings, throwing a ball

Supper still an hour away

I take a minute to watch the sky

In the grass we all lay

Look at that one, daddy!

The colors are beautiful

I see a rabbit, I see a girl

My children’s views are real

As I agree with their imagination

It is only clouds I can see

Some time ago it seems

I lost the ability to believe

Clouds

Blue Sky

We try so hard to make the world

revolve around us

To make the clouds move

when we wave our hands

We can't stop the rain or

change the hours on the clock

The sun burns our skin

and the stars make us feel lost

I scream "What about me?"

Why can't you see

that I want to believe

that all this is free

Traffic lights turn red as we drive

Stop signs control us all

The people in front of us

have too many items in their cart

We have GPS

but the cities keep expanding

We want so much more

than all the things behind our front door

I scream "What about me?"

But I don't see

that the world beneath my feet

is for me to walk free

The sun sets to show us the horizon

so we can set our sites

Stars shine to remind us

that darkness is a lie

The earth rotates to keep us

moving through our time

And if we have the courage to follow

the clouds will show us the way