Fall Semester I plod toward the culmination of a summer of study and planning lugging a stone-boat of handouts, lessons and lectures. Responsibilities blinker me from distraction. Urged and directed by the reins of conscientiousness it’s Giddy-up and Go till November when, unbuckled from this harness I again get to frolic in the meadow of… Continue reading Fall Semester
Bullied Abecedarium Alone now I am bullied, bruised, battered crushed, crying, closed for love. Don’t look at me. Even my Facebook friends are fiends. Go away so I can hurt myself. I hate myself— I am an idiot, there is no justice for me just kicks, no love just more menacing messages. Never thought one,… Continue reading Bullied Abecedarium
CIRCUS SCANDAL Emails, flyers, posters, letters and a lot more bumf advertised circus parade real elephant’s galumph. But the beast was clumsy, shy a masked and costumed humf. Cheated crowd wants money back not ringmaster’s “Harrumph.” © 2013 – Violet Nesdoly ******************** David Harrison's Word of the Month challenge for June is "Harrumph." The poem… Continue reading Circus Scandal
Dishes She stands at the enamel dishpan prune hands in warm water little robot of wash rinse stack looks out the window as clouds scud from the west thinks, I hope it doesn’t rain. Dad’s uptight enough, smells this morning’s cookies fresh from the oven thinks about mixing them and what's in the… Continue reading Dishes
Skagit Valley Tulip Festival Red, pink and yellow on the distant horizon like a rainbow mirage beckons flower-hunters. Textured strips of wine, crimson magenta, plum, canary blanket the fields a crocheted afghan of color. Packed clay borders teem with beauty-seekers. Couples walk hand-in-hand. Old women push walkers over the lumpy earth beside middle-aged daughters pleased… Continue reading Skagit Valley Tulip Festival
Loveliest of Trellis, the Chervonets Now Loveliest of trellis the chervonets now Is hung with blooper along the boulder And stands about the woolpack ridicule Wearing whitleather for easting. Now of my thresher yeast and tenancy Twig will not come again. And take from severalty springer a scorpion It only leaves me figment more. And… Continue reading Loveliest of Trellis, the Chervonets Now
Spring is truly on its way where I live—something that makes poem-writing in April a lot easier. This is one of my poem-a-day efforts from this week along with the scene that inspired it. This post is submitted to Poetry Friday, hosted this week by Diane Mayr at Random Noodling.
Blooming Some poems write themselves with the ease of flowers opening in time-lapse photography. Others leave me in a litter of scribbled pages, green petals ripped from a hard bud. © 2013 by Violet Nesdoly ******************** Are you doing a poem-a-day writing challenge during April (in honor of National Poetry Month)? I am, though I… Continue reading Blooming
Betrayer I never fit with the eleven. Fishermen, tax collector, even the Carpenter lack my calculating mind. Obviously now a push is needed to make Him show Himself for who He is. The others will thank me from their places by the throne even the J. brothers— getting their mother to ask for left and… Continue reading Betrayer
Houston Trail - Langley BC Peacock ferns, prehistoric, lush draw us into the dim, cedar-canopied wood. Uprooted trunks sprawl, branches arc, snapped limbs leap in frozen pirouettes. Slim apparitions forever grope, reach, grasp a menagerie of many-appendaged moon monsters sculpted from dripping filigree and moss macramé. Victim of the spell in Mother’s warning: “If you… Continue reading Houston Trail – Langley BC
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