Exposing

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Secrecy
Write a new poem with a secrecy motif or narrative.

“Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.”
― Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard’s Almanack

I feel that telling my secrets makes me less vulnerable.
What would make me vulnerable are the secrets I keep.
― Isabel Allende

Telling every secret
would make you transparent
to everyone you speak with.
Telling every secret
would expose your mind set,
daydreams revealed would lose their scent
Telling every secret
would make you transparent

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Shadows

Written for:  Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month May 2nd (2) ” shadow of leaves”

shadows of leaves
cover the open holes
her flute forgotten                       (© Jane Reichhold)

’til summer sun erases
shadows and music flows          © Sara McNulty

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Magnolia

Written for:  Carpe Diem’s Tan Renga Challenge restarted. (starting with number 100) “magnolia blossoms” by Soseki Natsume
the sky I see
seems full of
magnolia blossoms                         © Soseki Natsume

ballooning bouquets of white
and pink ride alongside clouds     © Sara McNulty

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Waiting for Normal

Written for:  Poetic Asides – Write a “when everything stops” poem.

I
wait
hours
for normal
vision and balance
to return, rooms to stop spinning.

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Let’s Bake A Cake

Written for:  Poetic Asides Form Challenge – Magic 9
9 lines in rhyme of:  a/b/a/c/a/d/a/b/a

Come on, let’s bake a cake,
Mom will not be home for hours,
and she will appreciate
a slice of chocolate frosted white.
Come on, I bet your tummy aches
for a thick slice of confection.
Here is her recipe. Careful, don’t break
that serving dish. Get the flour.
No vanilla? Get your coat, make haste.

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Pond

Written for:  Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge month May 1st (1) ‘old pond’

old pond
frog jumps in
sound of water (Basho)

I throw a pebble
old pond resonates (Chèvrefeuille – our host)

Here is my attempt:

old pond
frog jumps in
sound of water                             (Basho)

splashes, croaks, and invites
other frogs to join him               (Sara)

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Quick Spring

Written for:  Carpe Diem #966, passing of spring

passing of spring
water trickles over rock
into the koi pond

© Jane Reichhold

Here is my attempt:

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Deep Puddles

Written for:  Carpe Diem #965, puddles

puddles (1)

deep puddle jump
child stomps hard as he can
reaches up to his knees

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Routine Break

Written for dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille – 8
“Skip” is a fun word and I hope we will get a lot of different takes on this word. So, here are the rules for our Quadrille:

– not including the title, a poem of exactly 44 words, no more, no less
– use the prompt word or its variant. The word must be in the poem; not a description of or metaphor for.
– skip, skips, skipped, skipping, skipper – one or more must appear in the body of the poem.

Best time to skip
work is when you are
not sick. We called them
“mental health” days–
ways to get out of a bind
clear your mind, be carefree.
Visit a beach, see a movie,
or stay home, no phone.
Read, write, let go.

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Body Food

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #249

words:  cell, yearning, silken, light, boundless, fire, grace, join, moment, eggs, skin, any

She yearns to have silken
skin, the light graceful stride
of a woman without jiggling
accoutrements of cellulite.

Her body is becoming a menu.
Cottage cheese thighs that wiggle
like loose eggs, joined by boundless
appearances of blue veins, crossed
like ropes of licorice.

Her face flushes fire-engine red
at odd moments of day and night.
No help in sight. Are there any
articles she has not yet read
about aging, health, and self-esteem?
It is just plain mean-spirited
of magazines to parade countless
perfect women across glossy pages.
Where is the rage?

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