So this month’s attempt at daily poetry writing was a complete bust. Sidetracked by illness and other events I had nothing in me. Last week I had a kidney stone removed via surgery (no passage for me) and that was after several weeks of pain and increasing unpleasantness. I stayed home from work for 4 days and even then yesterday was marred by stent pain. Add to that some travel and ennui and bam nothing…….not even a lousy haiku. Roll on May………
juggling my thoughts and keeping them in the air
leaves me without much time
to think of what might have been, had I stayed.
It would be easy to think that none of this mess
would have happened. But then none of the good
could have come. And I would still be a caged bird
unable to sing, or fly or live out loud……
it was never a question of if just when.
my only regret is that I left too late
and all that remains are the ashes of
burned bridges and rivers of tears.
waking up is much more of a unexpected surprise
even as the restless nights seem more often; and
days filled with appointments and scans and blood draws
being eyed by children with white coats and pony tails
when did the ramp to 55 become a downward spiral
why do I suddenly feel so old?
At night, with leash in hand, I walk in the darkness
thinking about Romeo. Not THE Romeo but my own
Romeo, true heart of mine that died over a thousand starry nights ago.
The dog is unaware of my deep thoughts as he noses along the path.
Tiger suits him, yet I recall the memory of wanting
to name him Shakespeare. The children prevailed. And fourteen years
later they are gone, and Tiger and I walk late at night still thinking about Romeo.
Last year I tried the Poem a Day Challenge and did okay. I’m not typically a demand poet and my muse has been distracted by my so called real life. Still, I want to try again.
not a couple
not a pair
not just friends
with nothing said
Today is my father’s birthday. I have the fondest memories of him playing Chopin on the baby grand piano and my sisters and I twirling around in our nightgowns while my mother watched with a smile on her face. I miss you Daddy.
I find it hard to believe that this summer it will be twenty years since he left us to play piano in heaven. I’m sure the angels are dancing but I miss him every day. The cardinals were busy at the bird feeder all day and each one reminded me of him and made me smile. Love never ends………