What Do You See?
A memory
Is
A picture,
Still,
Or moving
A snapshot
Of
Time past
Or
Time passed
A picture
Is
A memory
Memories
Trying on for size
November skies
Air cold
New patterns unfold
Rejoice with fellowship
Family and kinship
Going within
Staying together
Wisps of smoke
Faint traces of burning
Wood in the air
Good fit
#THartigan
#POETHEME 319 November
Daughter
Sitting on the bed
In a hotel in NYC
Showing what she’s done
With her ukulele
Her mother and I
Listening with glee
Imagining her future
Is whatever she can see
#THartigan
#microprompt 1163 glee
Wishing You
Greetings All:
I write you here
To let you know
That you are dear
To me this day
And also in
So many ways
Your voices ring
With beauteous sounds
But also with words profound
Your hearts are filled
With joy, compassion
Which never feel like
They are rationed
Your minds are free
Stimulated
By empathy
Each has created
Your eyes see every positive
To help another strive to live
Together we resonate higher
Powerful energy
Toward which many aspire
I am ever-thankful for
This gift
A return to singing
An energy shift
Each of your lives
Has added to mine
I hope I’ll return
The favor in-kind
This poem inspired
Here is the reason
Magnificent Joy, Love, Peace
This holiday season
This is a poem I wrote this morning , Christmas, to my fellow singers, present and past, to let them know my appreciation for what they have brought to my life. Each of you who read this, and beyond, I also wish the same joy, peace and love.
Etch
Unlike the favored child’s toy
leaving behind a
memory on lines that can be
erased
My words #etch
layer upon layer
of memories
laid down in
thin
black
lines
that, once written
never
fade
a
w
a
y
#microprompt
It was a #capital idea
For them to join as one
Let no one tear asunder
Nothing will come undone
With wistfulness like vellichor
Or that fist sweet sniff of petrichor
#vss365
Missing You
Miss you already
Before I’ve had the chance
Miss you deeply
Even in advance
Miss you forever
Forever and a day
Miss your near presence
In each and every way
Miss being near you
You’re not near enough
Miss your familiar touch
I know we’ll all hang tough
Miss you ‘til we’re together again
I know that will come soon
Miss your kind compassion
Our feelings for each other
Always over the moon
For Kristen and Connor, and Michael, and André
I cried yesterday
At least three times
So did another very dear friend
The finest kind
She wasn’t our daughter
But that of another
Catching our tenderness by surprise
Just like no other
Those moments come upon us
Seemingly out of the blue
No they aren’t unexpected really
They come from our love for you
I write this poem at four in the morning
Awake but for the glow
Hoping this piece captures
The love for someone you know
Magnificent Love
There is some magnificence
In long lasting love
And also some beneficence
That’s surely from above
She caught my eye with her allure
As I looked across to her
But as well, she did demure
How did the bond occur
How could she in her quiet strength
Captivate my heart
When I went to such great lengths
Not acting very smart
Well as we know, sometimes opposites
Do attract each other
She became my opiate
And later magnificent Mother
One cannot know, every event
That lead us to this place
But I do know, each moment
Has given us this grace
Confidante, partner, friend,
Lover, foil, spouse
We’ll run this course, to the end
Our Love has made this house
So on this date, our twenty-eighth
Let nothing tear asunder
We’ve thrived on so much more than faith
Starting with rain and thunder
I’ll forever profess, a love undying
You are Of my heart
Let there be, no denying
No thing will keep us apart
Walking 020418
One of the best things
About a city
Is walking
Is a necessity
Allows you to see the
Glimpses of beauty
And ugliness
All around
And this
Is
Good
For without
One
We
Cannot know
the
Other
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