Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Open Link– why not take a look at all of the other wonderful responses?
Here’s another trip inside my mind for you, dear readers. Life has a habit of being a bit full at times, doesn’t it? Gets in the way of the real stuff – you know, like writing…..
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– Flip-Top Head –
When life interferes with my creativity
It makes me cross, I get real fidgety
Bills to be paid, work to be done
It drains my brain, erodes the fun
of making believe, designing a life
When it all gets too much, the heroine’s strife
is removed just like that by my own, fair hand
Because in books I can do that, it’s like it’s been planned
This week’s dVerse Poetics is asking us to consider calendars – whether it’s our weekly planner, a diary for this year almost gone, a brand new one for next year – and get those words down for all to see.
I think I’ll let the poem speak for itself. Please visit dVerse to read the other thoughts of my fellow poets!
– Glad to see the back of you –
This year I wanted time to stop just before I knew that I needed no more change. But only in hindsight, only after the fact (that I still can’t swallow). A bitter pill stuck in my throat, razor sharp edges that cut, a scab that I pick at just to make sure. That I loved you enough. That I was good enough. That there was time enough to fit in a life’s worth of you. There are too many dates that stick in my mind, numbers have the power to bring me to my knees. 2014 – be better. Please.
The Līgo Haibun Challenge is hosted by Ye Pirate and Ese.
This week we are invited to be innovative. Instead of completing our prose with a haiku, we can choose an alternative style of oh-so-brief poetry. I have selected the Cambodian pathya vat style – four lines of poetry where the second and third lines must rhyme.
This week is also prompt week, and i have chosen the Mexican proverb ‘It is not enough to know how to ride – you must also know how to fall’ as my inspiration.
Please do go and check out the other entries by visiting the co-hosts’ blogs and finding the InLinkz linky thing! There are some very talented writers out there…
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– One Wild Song –
The weather yesterday was what I told myself to be the winter version of the day of my dad’s funeral – blue skies, here and there the odd wisp of teased, cotton wool clouds, everywhere crisp and bright.
It was a fitting day for us all to gather for his memorial service. A man who loved colour in his clothing as well as in his art, he would have delighted in such a day to celebrate his life, his achievements, his work.
Throughout the service – a mixture of classical music, hymns, choral works, poetry and other readings – I kept on thinking that I wouldn’t have been surprised if the man himself had arrived, charging down the aisle in a puff of cigar smoke, rainbow-hued tie flailing. It was all so ‘him’. The stunning surroundings, the atmosphere, the sheer grandeur of it all, yet wrapped in an intimacy so tangible it could almost be touched and held close.
So many amazing sentiments were expressed. They were touching, even humorous at times, topped off by a huge round of applause fit to lift St Paul’s Cathedral from its foundations and expose the OBE Chapel to the world outside.
It could have been no better.
clapping of hands stings in echoes for life that flows – sorrow no more
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