Small Stones Poetry in a Scarlet Ribbon

  Tourniquet
wrap a tourniquet
around my throat
keep poisonous words from flowing
bind my hands
with scarlet ribbon
keep destruction from reigning
blind me with
the light of the noonday sun
silence me
with the sound of music
even if the piano is out of tune
play it until my fit is over
protect me from myself
June 2016

 

2016 was a really stressful year for me. So this is not dated and was almost forgotten. It is free verse, which I haven’t been doing much of. I am beginning to like structure in my poems.

flowers, shadows, light pink, carnation,sunlight,bouquet of flowers,

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I’m learning how to use it

  Not Afraid
I’ve stopped being
afraid of my shadow
I’m learning how to use it
When to darken a room
bring a day to an end
When to pull back
and let the sun shine

11-30-2017

 

This was written for a prompt #37 put up by #focusedverse on Twitter.

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Blackout Haiku

sun turns into moon
we all look up in awe
full blackout
  August 21, 2017

 

Where I was, the totality of the solar eclipse of 2017, was at 97% but it was still really neat. It was also, almost, a spiritual event. It was definitely really cool to share it with so many people across the United States. I am glad that I went to our local park and was able to experience it with a crowd.pink sunrise,pink sky,violet clouds,rising sun,

Heavy Haiku

american flag,red white and blue,stars and stripes,flag pole,flag at full mast,flag of the usa,us flag,

a day so heavy
not even old glory stirs
heat from the orange sun

  7-23-2017

 

I said I wanted to write more political poetry a couple of years ago. I think I’ve written 3 since then. By the way, this looks like a cloudy day, but it was very sunny and hot.

Open Flower Haiku

dianthus star mound flowers,pink flowers,spring flowers,

the sun rises
dianthus stars are open
night falls, they’re still open

 
 
The dianthus open and stay open despite the conditions around them. In fact, they may even stand up better at night. I know they look better after a light rain.

The Glow of Tomorrow

sun rise, the sun, early morning

The Glow of Tomorrow

 

I see it over the top of the hill

The glowing orb of promise

Trying desperately to get to it

I’ve slipped and fallen

The urgency of getting away from today

Snaps at me like a bullwhip

So I dig my fingers into the flesh of the earth

Ripping up grass in my hurry

To catch the glow that promises

A fresh start, a new day

The depressing rain has softened the earth

Making my path muddy and slippery

Standing in what remains of this day

Cannot be done, my legs are too weak

So I crawl, pulling myself through the mud

I have to move, leave this place

Catching up with the sun

Finding tomorrow

and the strength it holds

Is my only hope

If I dwell on the shadows of today

I’ll never rise again

I am so thankful for every new day that I am given. I try very hard to be thankful for what I have in the moment and not dwell on what went wrong yesterday.

The Other Side of Midnight

neosho street flowers,springtime,
  The Other Side of Midnight
I keep looking at the sun
Because I’m confused
It feels like it’s still midnight
And everything is frozen
And the world isn’t moving
But people are moving and the sun is shining
It’s the other side of midnight
Where the clouds look like cotton
And everything is shiny
But I feel like it’s 2am and nothing
Good happens after 2am because
Everyone is tired and their ability
To make sound decisions is gone
Everyone is supposed to be still
Only the animals should be out of bed
Yet here we are up and walking around
As if there are things we can accomplish
By simply being outside
But just being here isn’t enough
I am present all day long and yet
Nothing good transpires
Forcing a smile does not make the sun shine
Rainbows will not cross the sky and sparkle
It’s the other side of Midnight
things are still going horribly wrong
  April 2015
I wrote this after coming across a MadVerse prompt on Twitter. The prompts on Twitter are usually meant to inspire you to write short poetry. But I went long with “the other side of midnight.”

NaHaiWriMo Day 22 of 29

passions as hot as
the sun, stars cannot control
who I am

 
If you are unsure of the rules of haiku then please go to my What is Haiku? page. Also, stop by the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. It would also be nice of you to go to that page and click Like on people’s posts to encourage them in their writing.
 
Today’s prompt was “zodiac”. I was afraid at first that I wouldn’t be able to write a haiku because this tanka popped into my head. But instead of fighting myself, I wrote the tanka, then went at it again. This is the first thing I wrote this morning.
 

  Zodiac
dividing pieces
of the sky into sections
unable to let
the wild things be wild
man must even control space

2-22-2016
bouquet of carnations,carnation flower,pink and white carnation,still life,

My Poem for Day 9 #NaHaiWriMo

soaring high
but not too close to the sun
my wings are fake too

Today’s poem is about doubting yourself and feeling like even though things are going really well, it may all crash down at any moment. Are you writing for the prompts on Facebook?

Even if haiku isn’t your favorite type of poetry, please consider sharing your friends’ work this month. It is getting harder and harder to share on social media as all of the sites like Facebook now hide your posts in hopes that you will pay to make them appear. So please subscribe to and follow me and any other poets that you like and check the hashtag #NaHaiWriMo on Twitter.

If you are unsure of the rules/definition/form of haiku then please go to my What is Haiku? page. Also, make sure to check out the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. Today’s prompt is “zeppelin”.

morning glory hosta plant,shade plants,hostas,close up of hosta leaf,

Day 7 #NaHaWriMo

full glory of the sun

at the top of the cross

Jesus’ zenith

 
 
If you are unsure of the rules/definition/form of haiku then please go to my What is Haiku? page. Feel free to direct any friends there who may be unsure of what is happening in the poetry community this month. Today’s prompt is “zenith” which is the highest point reached by a celestial or other object.
 
Be sure to check out the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work!
 
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red cannas,blooming cannas,dwarf cannas

NaHaiWriMo Day 3 My Poem

call me a zealot
the flower does not bloom
unless it worships the sun

Today’s prompt was “zeal” or “zealot”.

Feel free to share your poem in my comments section below!

Even if you don’t write haiku, or even if it isn’t your favorite type of poetry, please consider sharing your friends and favorite blogger’s work this month. It is getting harder and harder to share on social media as all of the sites like Facebook now hide your posts, in hopes that you will pay to make them appear. So please subscribe to me and any other poets that you like and check out the hashtag #NaHaiWriMo on Twitter.

red cannas,blooming cannas,dwarf cannas

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A Quote on Going Westward

Westward the land lay empty. Behind them the rising sun threw their long shadows before them across the wind-rippled grass. They were shadows not soon to fade from these virgin lands, but they were to lie long upon the plain and the mountains, darkening the retreat of the Indian. -Louis L’Amour Westward the Tide

 

Louis L’Amour is an amazing writer. If you have not read any of his books you are missing out. Most of them are westerns but he wrote other stuff too, and the way he comments on people’s movements and actions is unique.