years pass in reverse
remembered pain never gone
nothing ever changed
AprilJoy
10/8/2018
OctPoWriMo
years pass in reverse
remembered pain never gone
nothing ever changed
AprilJoy
10/8/2018
OctPoWriMo
dismal and dark
leaden and ominous
October sky
AprilJoy
10/6/2018
OctPoWriMo
diamond encrusted
dancing away afternoon
river in sunshine
AprilJoy
10/4/2018
Snippets heard
and overheard
as the world turns round and round
yes, arthritis in my ankles
my tendinitis screams at me
these aches and pains
are killing me
it must be getting old
thank God it’s not RA
Jean was told she would need
her hip replaced in may
Bob just heard
the scary word
the bump he found was tumor benign
surgery went fine,
we have dinner at nine
Ethel heard that Gladys know
a friend of a friend has gout
so many people
so much is wrong
but at least it’s not RA
The things you hear
from those far and near
words plaintive with fear
as the path you walk, dear,
you walk with the knowing
As they whisper and fuss
you do what you must
to deal with your RA
Fear chews holes
in your brain
and heart
soul
caverns connect
in the labyrinth
you get lost
in the
caves
where lives
the half light
not quite darkness
where everything
smells
like sour
mud from swamps
it rots
everything
Coffee cups, glasses, mugs
sit everywhere
and hold
myriad of things
change, pencils, crayons, jewelry,
hooks, needles and pins
you see the things
you see the cups
how can you not see
the memories
that cling to every surface
where they came from
tastes they held
the day they were bought
hearts that chose each
with thoughts and love
treasured beyond the cost
a glance
simple touch
each in turn
brings a smile
the memories that stick
to ordinary things
always in my mind
Words
crowd the brain
each struggling for elbow room
all demanding equal time
the effect
gagging screams
that never cease
in the silence
how can you not hear
the torrent
of word sneezes
that demand to be heard
yet
are only
trapped
within the mind
Beauty, they say
It’s all in the eyes
of the seer
the one who beholds
but more than the eyes
the mind
What you see
often
merely
what you chose
in the moment
to perceive
The picture
the object
the moment in time
is it what you see
or who you are
coloring
the impact
on your today
See gently
choose wisely
perception
is
reality
Do you remember
the songs of yesterday
running through your head
your heart
as lightly
your feet skimmed the earth
streams beside the pup-tent
sang through the night
chilling the milk
in the jug tied fast to the rocks
for breakfast
and the taste of that milk in the morning
hours spend raking, hiss of drying leaves
piles and piles
of red and gold and orange and brown
whose only purpose was
not the cleanest yard in town
but the run down the bank
and the leap into the center
canter thump of horse feet
as around and around the pasture
again and again and again
freedom of bareback
smelling of hay and sweat
yours, the horse’s
laughter as the day let go
spinning in the starlight
crickets and fireflies
darkness and light
spinning and spinning
until, dizzy
you fell
to the dew wet ground
staring at the starlight
fly-light
the moon your dance’s spotlight
Remember the music
remember the song
remember the feeling
return to that place
where the song
was all yours