Poetry Friday round-up is with Jone at Check it Out.
A week off to enjoy family, friends, and food. I’m sharing my week in verse.
Throw me somethin’ Mister!
Sunday, Feb. 10, 2018
Mardi Gras after the rain
Parades roll, beads fly,
Hands waving high.
Open doors,
chicken fingers,
Chili Fritos,
Costumes, blue hair,
hugs
and happy laughs,
Marching bands,
King cake,
Vodka and La Croix.
Come on in,
stay right here,
Bacchus is rolling soon.
Tuesday, Feb. 12, 2018
Houston in the rain
heavy trucks spray
hold on tight.
Find a friend.
Sit a while
comfort in just being.
Glasses of wine,
flat bread pizza,
gather around the table.
Ukulele playing,
out of tune singing,
cuddles with the dog.
There is love here,
not over the rainbow yet,
but healing will come.
My friend Sarah is fighting the battle for her life.
Wednesday, Feb. 14, 2018
Ashes to ashes,
we are but dust,
miserable wormness,
Yet now is the time
to reach out
to reach in.
Be alone with God
to realize you are
never alone.
Spread the fruit
of your solitude.
Translate cynicism to Joy!
I am but dust.
Life is a gift.
Existence is grace.
Thursday, Feb. 15, 2018
Japanese magnolia blooms
along my walking route,
sending pink fragrance into fog.
My mind wanders as I walk,
thoughts of children
whose lives were shot short.
My voice speaks to neighbors.
Can I trust my words
to be kind?
We are all wandering
on this lonely path
questioning God’s grace.
Find meaning in a moment,
Joy in a conversation,
Light in a dew drop.
Reflections on the Teche 