Saturday, August 17, 2013

Some August Poems

Backyard
Small vegetables
Getting tall, bearing fruit
a good meal in a week or so
Garden

August
hot and humic
draining my energy
making movement tiresome and slow
Summer

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Cinquain Poems - Memory Lane

A Cinquain poem is composed of 22 syllables - 5 lines - each line has a function
1st A noun
2nd Description of the 1st line
3rd Action
4th Feeling or effect
5th Synonym for 1st line

 I composed this poem after a chance electronic "chat" with a friend of my mother's - the wife of my first boyfriend who I hadn't seen since her wedding  in my mother's extremely fundamentalist church, 44 years ago.  The whole church was invited to the wedding, as was the custom, so I went although I no longer attended the church nor did I know the bride beyond sight and her name.   Her "chat" took me back to that place and time in my life.  

Mother
focused on God
scorn  and abandon us
making us fearful and unloved
Evil

"A really rough time back then" 

My art
paints, paper, clay, words
turning a blank page bright
sustaining, freeing, opening
Savior

How I got through it.


Tuesday, August 6, 2013

True Colors are Showing

if you are ostracizing
your old friend of twenty years
perhaps you should stop
sending him your jersey bull
letters of contradiction

August 6, 2013

Tanka Poem - August 5th

sitting in the shade
in the cool part of the pool
conversation flows
a breeze blows a bird flies by
she is taking a vacation

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Visitors

people come visit
we met twenty years ago 
and i don't know them
but i need something to do
maybe i'll get to know them

don't immerse yourself
let them glow in their own light
from them find some enjoyment
what is their enlightenment
stand back and listen 

August 2013
 

Tanka Poems - Inside

my little black book
i fill with secretive thoughts
no one is aware
friends faults and shortcomings
listed unkindly mine too



almost every day
i  struggle with my black heart
in a poets way
faults my eyes see my pen scribes
my speech and lips keep silent

August 2013

Tanka Poem - Summer

summer one more month
tomatoes in abundance 
should i make salsa
drink iced tea and iced coffee
awaiting beloved autumn

glenda august/2013