Sharing a poem with you today. Dark self or someone real? You decide.

SHE DRESSED IN BLACK

She dressed in black
The scar on her cheek
Was from an unknown attack.

She laughed at my
Pastel-colored shirt.
Her baby talk and tattoos
Incongruent with her smirk.

As she lit her cigarette
She asked me why
I was so naïve.

To think I could
Break away
From this
Structure that was
Destined to me.

"Besides," she asked
"Could you live without
The luxury you’ve known?"

She said, "Give me a call
When you’re ready
To go."

Then she kicked at a stone
With her Doc Marten toe.
Her laughter fell flat
On the side of the road.

Her sarcasm
Crawled beneath my skin
And lingered...
Daring me to begin.

image source: Photo by Abdiel Ibarra on Unsplash

Sharing…a poem for you today in honor of Earth Day. Not a pretty picture but a reality we see daily.

My challenge response to Colleen Chesebro’s #Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge; synonyms only. The two words colleen has given for the challenge are fancy and idea. Without using the words but using only their synonyms, I have written a Tanka poem:

One Bite

I had a notion
To cook a grandiose meal
For my ex-lover
One bite of lace-like latkes and
He would aim to undress me

-LT

Feel free to join in the challenge. Have fun with words.

Have you ever cooked for someone with the idea of seduction?

Today I’m responding to Colleen Chesebro’s Poetry Challenge Prompt: Circle of Life. The following is a form of Haiku, called a Senryu in a 3/5/3 syllable structure.

I had to look up these poetry definitions, too. I am more a free verse girl, when it comes to writing poetry. However, joining this challenge was a good brain bender. This kind of writing has a way of tweaking word patterns. I confess that I used the Syllable Counter because counting syllables quickly had me questioning my English language skills. *insert laugh track*

If you love to write poetry, do pop over to Colleen’s site to find out more about or join, her Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenges.

CIRCLE OF LIFE

Apple falls
Nearer the tree
Than I knew

I am you
And you could be me
Certainly

My journey
Ironic ending
Circles me

I said I wrote a Haiku. I didn’t say it was good. Learning…

Sharing…a poem today. Still on this winter theme…the snow is gone now and the sun is trying to shine.

My Autumn

No more laissez-faire

Sway of the hips

It’s the beginning of  a new month and not just any month. It’s one of the best of twelve—May. It’s officially spring weather. The storms are over. 

#1000VoicesSpeak for Compassion today and on the 20th of every month. The subject this month? CONNECTION. We don’t always feel it. My first thought on this topic was how often I have felt disconnected but my constant connection has been nature. If you ever feel alone or lonely…