goodbye becomes tomorrow

Nurse Adjusting IV

in the corner of my galaxy
i am officially
a narcissist
goodbye becomes tomorrow
today warm hands
touch the nurse

truth howls
silent wind
IV pumps beep
autosuggestion for change
all has weight
even expressions
of the sleeping

emotionally hamstrung
out of denial
realisation:
second chance
belongs to
privileged

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Written for:

Live in the Moment–dVerse Meeting the Bar

This was prompted by  Victoria C. Slotto who asked to take “the challenge to be totally alive in the present and write to our perceptions.” Since I’m getting my monthly arthritis treatment at the cancer center (I don’t have cancer) I came up with this poem. This is my now, right now. I’m surrounded by cancer patients and i have two perceptions a) when people have cancer they become narcissists, and rightfully so b) it’s a privilege to get a second chance, which our affluent society let us get I am writing this from UCLA, the view is of the Ronald Regan Hospital, and what can be more of a view of affluent medicine

Also posted on:

Wordless Wednesday

Photo Credit: Bat-Ami Gordin  © 2012 all rights reserved, credit if you use it, please.

Pet Waste Dispenser Limerick

Dog Waste Bags in Pasadena

A town that did not like dog waste
wanted folks to clean  up post-haste.
They installed free poop sacks
on conspicuous racks.
Now their streets are prim, proper and chaste.

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Photo Credit: Bat-Ami Gordin  © 2012 all rights reserved, credit if you use it, please.

stripper limerick

POLE PHOTOGRAPHY AUSTRALIA – MINDI BURJI

stripper limerick

a city that wasn’t uptight
had strippers just dancing all night
one danced with a pole
revealing her mole
’cause her g-string was on way too tight.

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Written for:

Uptight Limerick (Limerick-Off Monday)

Image from Adam Jay_photography__uk

mirrored

mirrored

texture
forever plastered
beneath your
ceramic interior

mirrored
in your nostrils
answers
to every story

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Written for:

Magpie Tales – Mag 110

Also written for:

Writing in the Second Person

Also written for:

#312 – The Rest of the Story

Photo Credit:  Duane Michals

sunset tunnel

Bridge

end of world
planned pre-extinction
puzzled driver won’t return

no more ginger-filled
usual morning cup
postponed indefinitely

tears burned
evening light
white-fronted entryways

pleasure
slowly spilling
down ragging river

stretched pathway
leads to invariable demise
sunset tunnel

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Written for:

The Sunday Challenge ~ Featuring Kat Mortensen

Photo Credit: Kat Mortensen © 2012 of Poetikat

cricket senryu

Cricket

cricket senryu

chirp turf battles
proliferating several arms
cricket encroachment

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Written for:

This week’s theme is:   Battle

Photo Credit: Dayton Pest Control

two senryu dedicated to the novelist

two senryu dedicated to the novelist

staunch admiration
deliberate endurance
boundless willpower

tantamount story
untold realizations
fiction novelist

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Written for:

This week’s theme is:   Fiction

Also written for:

Prompt #112 – endurance

Photo Credit: cartoonstock

suffocated reflection

Reflections

tortured self-portrait
suffocated reflection

poignantly decorated
desolation and regret

cultivated condensation
impressive procrastination

informal ingenuity
rhetorical apprehension

marked musical measures
meolodious sylvan clank

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Written for:

Patterns, Pictures and Poems

Photo credit: James Rainsford 

brooding mare limerick

Horse Bucking

a mare I owned tended to brood
whenever she had to get shooed
she kicked, bucked and fussed
the farrier just cussed
as she trotted to eat up her food

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Written for:

Brood Limerick (Limerick-Off Monday)

Written for:

FormForAll – How To Write A Limerick

Image from Thowra_uk

once upon a polar bear

Polar bears are facing a bleak future as Arctic icebergs continue to melt and ancient shelfs of ice collapse

once upon a time
i had a cheerful birsong
now a smoldering shadow

children vivaciously skated
up and down the city streets
parents: no worries

riding trains to work, daily
reading, meditating
taking naps

elevator loudspeaker
Spanish guitar melodies
tapped and rapped

poets heartily sang woes of
Elizabethan melancholy
not depression

plates of frozen landscape
dared not melt
into the dirty ocean

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Written for:

Poetics – once upon a time

Also written for:

I have a little shadow –  Prompt # 149

Photo credit: Life Preservers for Polar Bears On Sinking Arctic Ice | Inhabitat – Green Design Will Save the World