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Worry, Worry Not

Worry, Worry Not

Today I wondered
what is the point of life
when repetition
gives no pleasure?
Wake, work, sleep
Wake, work, sleep
Spinning plates on the top of poles
Keeping them simultaneously turning
Juggling balls in the air 
Making it through the day
only to repeat tomorrow
Rolling a proverbial snowball up the hill
when pushing its weight becomes
more and more laborious
Struggling to keep it on course
Before losing control

The end of the line
Will come into focus soon enough
as this journey is almost complete
Where would this road take me
Will I become one of the demented
or perhaps tragically taken?
Will I suffer a painful Illness or treatment?
or will I be wedded to pharmaceuticals
by the handful?
Will any of these events be acceptable to me?
Will I have any choices regarding the end of my days?

The doorbell rings and shakes 
me from the contemplations filling my head
My questions and concerns
gone in an instant
as the sun shines brightly from
little faces smiling up at me
Those dark and worrisome thoughts
are there for another day

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My Journey

My Journey

Looking back at the place from where I had come
I see the crooked road travelled
At times losing my way and falling victim
to those wishing me harm
Paying the price of my naïveté
Other times hitting road blocks
From choices made without intelligence
Wisdom not yet in residence 
But I keep going and the road straightens
when sharing the pavement 
The distractions lessen
and the weight of carriage shared
smooths bumps in the road
Look further on ahead,
there between truth and falsehood,
a little empty space. 
It is there that I know I have arrived

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Punam from PaensUnplugged is guest hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has shared
some of the beautiful works of Amrita Pritan.
Punam asked us to choose one of the lines she picked from Pritan's poems, and use
it as an epigraph for our poem or as a springboard.  The line I chose was:

Look further on ahead, there between truth and falsehood, a little empty space

The Ground You Walk On

The Ground You Walk On

It is on this ground that I took my first steps
Unsure, shaking and stumbling
The road straight and narrow
Merciful to someone young and naïve
Over time it became uneven
With twists and turns
At times unnavigable
Bottomless potholes hidden
beneath puddles of rain
Deep cracks to trap and trip
Ensnaring those without caution
It was on the same ground
that I worshipped you
You, who would lead me along
with a promise
Never to be kept
This ground hard and unforgiving
Hurting my bones
Blistering my soles
I kissed this ground you walked on
And it led me on a road to nowhere

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Ingrid is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us
with concrete poetry.
For this challenge, I want you to write a poem using only concrete nouns,
subject matter and imagery. For the purposes of this exercise, the
following words are banned: soul, love, lust, dreams, sorrow, suffering,
heartache, wonder, etc. 

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Butterflies – A Quadrille


Ugliness lives
in an anger-filled world
careening out of control
Violence and hatred rule
in the name of rights
minus responsibilities

Butterflies live
and flutter in silence
The delicate beauty
of the moment
touching senses
with colorful vision
and gentleness

Imagination captured
Escape secured

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Lillian is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
She has prompted us with the word "Careen"

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words minus the title

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One Liner Wednesday – Reflection

On reflection, and as we get older, do you find there are always a lot of “what if” statements that come to mind? I try not to do it because what’s the point? There are no do-overs in this life but it would be fun just to imagine how life could have been knowing then what we know now. Don’t you agree?

For Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday

Perfect Life

Perfect Life

I pin my hopes and dreams
on a cork-less board
and watch them fall
empty and unfulfilled
to the floor below

Time after time I wonder,
was there a hiccup
in my biological make up
convincing me to believe
things that will never be?

In my mind’s eye is a vista
of a life of perfection
One I am meant to be living
But it never becomes reality
Patience stretched to snapping

Disillusioned but not beaten
I continue to pin hopes and dreams
wherever they might adhere
Because one day, perhaps
something will eventually stick

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Pin - Stream of Consciousness
Biological - Word of the Day
Vista - RDP

Threads of Life

Threads of Life

Threads of life woven closely 
Connecting us to others

In such beautiful patterns
Of rich color and texture

At times they’re stretched to breaking
Or bound together in strength

When a thread comes to an end
We cling tightly to our own

Or perhaps latch on to others
To weave a new design

Coordinated creations
Connecting colorful strands

Hoping it will become strong
And remain unknotted 

The design harmonious
in basic simplicity

Sometimes it is rough and frayed
Or intricate and complex

When pulled from its given form 
It might distort or lose shape

It will be what it will be 
But not for want of trying

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All Rights Reserved

Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has asked us to look at
Korean Poetry, in particular the form called Kasa.  It calls for four
couplets of seven syllables per line.  You can read more about if at
the D'verse.com page. This was the first time I attempted this form and
I got carried away with the length and ended up with eleven couplets! Oh well. 

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