Paper-white petals tucked in a bouquet Winter’s bloom of cinnamon wishes and roses of red Paper-white petals tucked in a bouquet Tendrils of time joining circles widespread Lasting moments on this elderberry night Winter’s bloom of cinnamon wishes and roses of red Framed in love meant to bless this rite A celebration to mark the beginning and the end Lasting moments on this elderberry night … Continue reading Last Christmas
And so we wait as the warmth of winter promises redemption An oily candle burns on the windowsill and that cantankerous wind rages, delighting in the storm Still, we wait Fate both a pertinent and personal ruler sometimes given to granting wishes as it prepares a buffet of dreams We wait Time both a partner and nemesis sometimes given to upheaval as it goads fits … Continue reading Wait
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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below. If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to. ? Continue reading Promote Yourself Monday – December 3, 2018
“I talk to God but the sky is empty.” – Sylvia Plath I seek wisdom in the sawdust falling gently beneath the polished mahogany bowl you carved with loving hands for it is not the finished product but rather the blood, sweat, and tears buried deep within its caviar ribbons that tell this story My eyes long for the beauty of paradise scattered like sunflowers … Continue reading Seeking Wisdom
If we were having coffee today, December 1st, I’d invite you in and offer a piece of the banana-nut bread I made this morning. We can listen to Chaka Khan’s Classikhan. It’s the perfect accompaniment to a quiet Saturday afternoon. I’d ask you about your Thanksgiving and tell you about mine. I spent most of the day with our five-year-old granddaughter. We read books and … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee, December 1st
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We Will Not Be Silenced: The Lived Experience of Sexual Harassment and Sexual Assault Told Powerfully Through Poetry, Prose, Essay, and Art is the brainchild of Kindra M. Austin, Candice Louisa Daquin, Rachel Finch, and Christine E. Ray. The four indie writers and survivors felt compelled to do something after the strongly triggering Kavanaugh Confirmation Hearings. Ultimately, they… Continue reading Indie Blu(e) Publishing Announces The Release of We Will Not Be Silenced
Damn this wind that howls like a lone wolf on a moonlit night Damn this rain that prowls like a rabid dog ready to bite Like a lone wolf on a moonlit night hollow victories linger, a wicked chill Like a rabid dog ready to bite life lessons ﹘ a bitter pill Hollow victories linger, a wicked chill storm rages against echoes, angry yowls life … Continue reading Triggers
Last week, I gave my eighth-grade class an assignment to write a poem in which an object represents their family. Here is my version. It used to belong to someone else — this table that holds our memories Set with silver and china, it waits like empty pages waiting to be filled like filled scrapbooks waiting to be viewed like a snapshot in time A … Continue reading The Family Table
Topaz sunlight sparkles across years bent with age November love still fresh with the scent of falling leaves Poems penned on scraps of paper still span moments between then and now and before and after and young and old when you were you and I was me and the world was innocent Chance meeting — a chariot meant to break the silence moving across time … Continue reading First Crush
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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below. If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to. ? Continue reading Promote Yourself Monday- November 12, 2018
Buried beneath these daily interactions silent struggles wait to be discovered Lies we portray as truth in transactions are waiting to reveal flaws yet uncovered While it’s true introspection can frighten, pride and impatience and this failure to grow impede efforts and ways to enlighten Call out each open secret, let it go Planted in a community garden these once silent battles will diminish Locked … Continue reading World of Shade
As young boys, they left home bound for adventure, bound for war Courage still an illusion unknown Death, a distant enemy even as mothers dried tears and prayed that freedom was worth the cost Striving to be the best no matter the cost each would combat loneliness with letters from home Some read again and again while they prayed Restless as the rain, they fought … Continue reading Letters from Home
The rhythm of sunrise, the rhythm of sunset, filled her life Like a thoroughbred galloping along crashing waves her course left footprints heavy with intention She hijacked a trail of rooted memories and hitched a ride on wayward winds She caressed the hem of havoc’s reach and brewed a tea of hemlock and corn husks just to prove she could The rhythm, the rise and … Continue reading Hidden Hope
Alone now, she lives in her dreams stuck in the world she used to know softened by those broken sunbeams she whispers goodbye and hello Stuck in the world she used to know memories of love and loss and war She whispers goodbye and hello missing her love, her troubadour Memories of love and loss and war her constant companion, it seems Missing her love, … Continue reading Avenoir
Starlight illuminates our joy as we dance in shadows hiding between heavenly bodies Shining like that crescent moon, we string hope across darkened skies Somewhere trumpets sound and angels sing songs we wrote together Some things are worth sharing photo: Pixabay prompt: #OctPoWriMo2018 – Day 30 Continue reading Satisfaction
What wonders weave within silver skies strewn with stardust candid choices castigate lone lovers lost like lambs Brother, beneath broken leaves of burdock unrest undulates until the unlucky unite Dare to dash dilemmas Dare to dream Waiting with wavering wishes she silently serenades serenity kissing keys to the kingdom you yoke with a yeoman’s yearnings Together, tomorrow’s tale testifies with welcome and wonder Value … Continue reading Humbled Hymns
Reposting an old poem from last year’s #OctPoWriMo, first posted on 10/26/17 Finding connection between courage and caution Silent moments resonate in naked reflection In this dream, the blind see Undiscovered sacrifice comes knocking every so often Summoning the sun as skies drizzle, I curse my imperfection Finding connection between courage and caution In a quiet room, I pray on bended knee Waiting, … Continue reading Illumination
Remember when you and I looked both ways in search of tomorrow’s promises Giving and receiving all those second chances and when they ran out, we parted friends blessed with memories of a lifetime This lifetime framed with our photographs, the ones that captured shared hopes and dreams and marked with twists and turns that brought us to this day A chance meeting, a forgotten … Continue reading What Once Was
I am the heartbeat pounding beneath your music, keeping time, keeping time. I am the sun peeking through canopies heavy with dew-laden leaves, dripping through branches reaching out, reaching for you. I am the silence echoing through your halls of memory, filling your soul with aching, longing. I am each ocean wave that kisses your endless shore. I am the light to defeat your every … Continue reading Intertwined
betrayal circumvents forgiveness deception negates mercy dishonesty overwhelms honesty lying overcomes trust if love is yours yours is love if trust overcomes lying honesty overwhelms dishonesty mercy negates deception forgiveness circumvents betrayal perfectly flawed flawed perfectly Some angels fly on broken wings wings broken fly angels fly photo: mine prompt: #OctPoWriMo2018 – Day 22 Continue reading Broken Wings
If we were having coffee today, October 21st, I’d invite you in from the chill and offer you a piece of this butter pecan cake I just made. I’d apologize for my constant yawning and explain that life has been very, very busy lately. This past week, we had parent-teacher conferences at school. On Thursday, I was at school until 8 pm and was met … Continue reading If We Were Having Coffee…
Seeking wisdom as I stood on shaky ground that rolled beneath my feet, presenting too many choices Desperate to find the learned man standing among false prophets, I examined each face, longing for answers The air was ripe with expectation as I searched for green pastures in an abandoned world smothered by smoldering grasses A sage among fools takes many forms In my youth, life’s … Continue reading Seeking Sages
If I could somehow control time how bells would chime we’d capture hope to help us cope Each day a new beginning always winning no wars to face no cures to chase The future would hold forever loss, never ever no tears to cry no more goodbyes If I could control time photo: Flickr/Carolyn Hall prompt: #OctPoWriMo2018 – Day 20 Continue reading Chasing Time
Madness reigns as the tormentor waves her magic wand — stirring, whirling, executing the perfect storm Delighting in the chaos, she spears her vulnerable victim and laughs as she watches her crumble Slurping blood from cracked bones only empowers her cruelty Madness rains, falling from storm clouds she created from her own insecurity, faults, and failures as if she could wash them away Her animosity … Continue reading Madness Reigns
Catch me when I fall I’m dancing on the edge as shapes and shadows merge Catch me when I fall Balancing on tiptoe as my fears emerge My world’s upside down as I reach for you I’m dancing on the edge as shapes and shadows merge These problems I can’t face, can’t undo Weak and worried, I need your strength My world’s upside down as … Continue reading Spinning
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actions as a defeatist oft unproved makes one more curious with each passing day is the worry worth it? once faithful and true only to be suddenly abandoned a pathetic drama with only one performer. yet, never being a complainer indeed, taxing one’s confidence. yes, regrets enter the picture but again, is the worry worth it? no, and nor is the… Continue reading Closure
If love were an umbrella it might shield and shelter it might cover and offer protection from pain, from loss, from time moving, raging, clanking but what if it was more what if it was an easement between what was and what could be what if it was that ethereal curtain daring to display your deepest dreams what if was meant to dull the edge … Continue reading Umbrella Love
If I am lost I take a moment Deep breaths to steady myself Inspiration finds new hope True and authentic I am found photo: Flickr prompt” #OctPoWriMo – Day 14 Continue reading Finding My Way
If I were you I might be nervous If I were you I might be afraid afraid that your carefully constructed facade is cracked afraid to face the face in the mirror that never lies lies told again and again don’t make truth lies told for purposes of your own making making false realities that lead to failure making choices that you own own up … Continue reading Afraid of Alone
