People, Personal, Shadorma

Maui Scrapbook – Newbies

Newbies Friday night newcomers, pale-skinned crowd store aisles shopping for week ahead in Maui sun Monday they’ll be tanned **************** We recently returned from a two-week holiday on Maui. What a treat! I had never been to any of the Hawaiian islands before, so everything was novel and new. I took lots of photos and… Continue reading Maui Scrapbook – Newbies

People

Adolescence

Adolescence Five tomatoes ripening on my window ledge four are green and hard and small the fifth is on the edge of young tomato adulthood large, red-green and blushing cast out from every unripe vine of gossiping–and wishing. © 2007 by Violet Nesdoly (First published in Family Reunion) *********** "Adolescence" is my contribution to the… Continue reading Adolescence

Religious

Trust?

Trust? (After Psalm 91:4) Under hollow bones connected by mere cartilage and skin clothed in feathers and down? Then I remember the wing-bearer has the heart of a lion. © 2012 by Violet Nesdoly ********************* The internet is full of interesting poetry prompts. My attention was snagged by this photo of a wing with its… Continue reading Trust?

Religious

Just when you thought the excitement was over

Just when you thought the excitement was over I know you just fell asleep after his midnight feed and that you’ve had an exhausting day. I know we’ve dreamed of living – just the three of us – in rooms behind the cedar-fragrant shop and that I promised to build you a kitchen table and… Continue reading Just when you thought the excitement was over

light, Shadorma

Withdrawal

Withdrawal White journals empty calendars all quiet bland, proper house January sober. I need chocolate! © January 2012, by Violet Nesdoly ********************** This poem started out trying to be about something new, as inspired by Adele Kenny's Happy New Year prompt. But it insisted on whining and begging, so I let it.

nature

Winter Metamorphosis

Winter Metamorphosis All day dull rain sobs grey soaking the green-brown turf autumn leaves orange and red now rot to rust and earth grizzled coiffures of trees scribble gunmetal sky chill darkness falls at four and still the gutters cry. Before we open shades we sense unearthly bright the frost has bled earth dry embalmed… Continue reading Winter Metamorphosis

Christmas, Form poems, Villanelle

Menno Home Christmas

Best Christmases were long ago and far away. Weihnacht? But all is wet and green; there is no snow. “Good morning, Mrs. Rempel, how are you today?” At breakfast munch the toast while carols play... sang that one in a pageant once and stole the show; best Christmases were long ago and far away. No… Continue reading Menno Home Christmas

Christmas, Religious

Christmas Crossroads

Christmas Crossroads Mary could have said ‘No’ to the angel and refused the Spirit’s advances Joseph could have broken the engagement and exposed Mary to the wrath of the law The shepherds could have dismissed the angels as illusion their invitation to Bethlehem foolhardy and impractical The wise men could have rationalized the star into… Continue reading Christmas Crossroads