O Christmas Tree

I still love to put up a
Christmas tree.
Some years I have and some
I haven’t–this year I will.
It’s a comfort to see the tree
lights twinkling late into the night.

My entry for Monkey Man’s last hosting for Sunday’s 160 as he takes a needed break.  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Sheltie

When we first
brought you
home,
you were too
tiny to even
jump up on the
fireplace but very
soon you were
chasing two small, giggling
girls up the stairs, herding them.

My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Sisters

Sisters are awesome.
I have three of them.

I’m the oldest but
not the boldest.

I look at them
and see parts
of me and times
when we were
still children.

We share hearts.

My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Empty

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As I sit in this chair

staring at the screen

I wonder what to write

and start to panic.

Thinking, musing,

nothing comes to mind.

It’s so empty in there

I’ll just pass.

 

Moment’s Regret

Sweeping up the broken shards
after it so quickly shattered,
the memory of the trip
we took and found this
piece of pottery.
A moments regret-
but I had to let it go.

Photo from Google Images

My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/ 

 

 

September 11, 2001

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September 11, 2001

marks a shift

in my feelings

of safety and

my awareness

of how some

look at Americans.

I do not hate

because of this

but am thankful

for the knowledge.

My entry to Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/ and dVerse Poetics:  In Memoriam:  http://dversepoets.com/2011/09/10/poetics-in-memoriam/

Bye, Bye

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Hurricane Irene

blew by our coast.

Whew, we dodged

another one!

Squalls of wind

and rain came

and went for a day.

I’m sorry–it was

someone else’s

turn to get clobbered!

My entry for Sunday’s 160 hosted by Monkey Man:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

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Wee Hours Loom

Wee hours loom

Shrouds black sky

No moon illuminates

Quiet, still beneath

Dark shadow emerges

Outlined figure

Lurking

Rustling

Prowling

Crawling

Where

It

Ought not

My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Napping

Reading a while in my chair

I became drowsy, my eyes grew heavy

Dozing off–my head started to nod

A deep sigh escaped; I took a nap

A dream began in thirty seconds

My entry for Monkey Man’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Happy 4th of July!

Fireworks

Red, white and boom!

Celebrating our Declaration of Independence

Thirteen colonies separated

The rocket’s red glare

Clearly shows us the way

Picnics, fireworks–yay!

Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/


Saving Trees

Used to be when I would write

I’d make mistakes, scratch out, erase

Wadded up, thrown away

Countless papers–what a waste

Now by only pressing “delete”

I save a tree

My entry for Monkey Man’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Sita’s Paw

Busy thinking

Sita in her catnip patch

Busy typing

Nothing distracts me

Eyes straight ahead

Focused fully

Suddenly my vision

Catches a motion

And I hear a tiny meow

Sita’s paw is patting my arm

 

My entry for Sunday’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

I See In You

Hands

You take my hand

I’ll take yours

Linked together

Our affection grows

I see in you

Your purest soul

A casted smile

Puts a glow inside

Your devotion for me

Affects me deep

My entry for Sunday’s 160 with Monkey Man:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Stay Awhile

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Image by s.alt via Flickr

Quietly sitting down to prayer

I turn within away from the glare

Turn off the sounds

Turn off the sights

Feel my peaceful center inside

Stay awhile, merging with God

My entry for Sunday’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Baby Cardinal

Baby cardinal at the feeder

Crying piteously to his parents

I’m still just a fledgling–I’m still not quite sure

Don’t leave me alone yet, the world’s a bit scary!


My entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Lila Grace

Lila Grace is here

She came a whole month early

A perfect petite, darling baby

The new parents have it easy

She sleeps the whole night through

She’s adorable, a dear

My entry for Sunday’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Tiny Frog

Another Tiny Frog

Image by jeffk42 via Flickr

Gazing out the living room window

A small snake emerged from a hole

He was winding to and fro

I went outside to investigate

I saved a tiny frog from becoming dinner


Sunday’s Entry for Monkey Man’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Shopping

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Marathon shopping with my girls

Hardcore shopping

It’s almost a science

They’re skilled experts

Hit ten stores, maybe more,

Ending with dinner before the mall closes


Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Listening to a Rock

Rock with erosion holes in it

Image by Martin LaBar via Flickr

Looking at a rock today

I wondered if it wanted to share

I listened closely

I listened with attention

I heard that it’s perfectly comfortable

With the way it’s being

Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Smokin’

Mary Jane

Growing up in the 60s

I did a little “token” smokin’

for fun and social linking.

But I soon realized my awakening

spirituality was a profound

trip I’d rather travel.

Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

Bougainvillea

Orange bougainvillea

Image by Keith Williamson via Flickr

I thought the bougainvillea

was frozen, dead and gone–

No more flower to gaze upon.

But when trimming it today

a bit of green was found.

Beauty for another spring!

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Lyla Grace

Baby Shower Cupcakes

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Attended a baby shower today

Lyla Grace will be joining us shortly

I’ve already seen what she looks like

With the new awesome technology.

She has her father’s lips!

 

Entry for Monkey Man’s Sunday 160: http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

No Referee Needed

My sister spent the night with me

We shared my king sized bed

We were children when

We last divvied up sides

We kept our feet to ourselves

No need for Mom to referee

Monkey Man’s Sunday 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

 

Miss You

Family reunion yesterday

The numbers are dwindling every year.

Where’s so and so?

And why didn’t he or she make it?

Some are too old and feeble to join us.

Miss you

 

Gayle Walters, age six

Sunday 160 Challenge:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

No Umbrella

Rain drops on a smoke tree leaf.

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coming in from

the outside pouring,

lacking an umbrella to assist,

my hairdo is saturated,

and these shoes are

drenched and squishing­-

the groceries will have to wait

Sunday’s 160:  http://petzoldspracticalprose.blogspot.com/

 

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