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III.

Wood Burned...poem 3 of ?

Posted in honor of OpenLinkNight – Week 66 at dVerse Poets

Freedom

Long ago I was
imprisoned in fear
trapped in the unknown
the what ifs
life kept hidden

I sought the comfort
of scribed norms
secured in life
worry kept me
firm on my feet
trying to go unnoticed

trying
trapped
afraid

Fear was my prison
often living in my mind
calculating my path
to the end
mediocre at best
was good and comfortable
for me

Parts of me had
abandoned
the innocence I
entered the world with

the joy
the wonder
the love

A coward I was
trained to be
by government
scriptures
prophesying preachers
pastors and the like
always listening to my mind
keeping me safe, warm and fed

Yet there still remained
a part
a whole
I failed at times to hear
not the encouragement
of my teachers
of my parents
of my friends
of my wife

My Heart

As time has passed
and I settled
down into mediocrity
I feared the beyond
the dangers
the bill collectors
the debt
the change from what I know
the comfort
the safety
the security of knowing
where my next foot will
fall

I had taken for granted

My Heart

Fear will continue
to exist
if I continue
to not listen
to

My Heart

Let me embrace
the uncertainties
the insecurities
the what ifs
life
love

Let me not be
imprisoned
blinded
by fear

let me
live
let me
love

It is what I choose.


Prompted by and posted for Poetics: POETICAPHOBIA at dVerse~ Poets Pub

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II.

Wood Burned

Posted for Open Link Night @dVerse Poets

Untitled

I.

Posted for Open Link Night @dVerse Poets

observed

Posted in delight for Chalk-A-Bration (my wonderful wife) and Open Link Night week 55 @ dVerse Poets Pub.

Art Deco

Shared on dVerse~Poets Pub at Open Link Night

Photographie

Posted for dVerse Poet's Pub and their Frenchy prompt at

Poetics – A French Twist For Quatorze Juillet

HEAT

 Inspired by the heat of the week, chalked for my wife and her Chalk-A-Bration project, and prompted by Brian Miller at dVerse Poets.

Fractured Reflection

I appreciate language. I appreciate simplicity. I also appreciate sound. I reworked an earlier poem, focusing on language. This creation fails on many levels, but seeing words unseen brings light to new ideas.

I enjoy the word ardent and rime, but I am not sure refulgency or atmospheric phenomenon have any place in poetry. At least...no place in this poem. I think the simplicity of the original, as seen below the rework, weaves a much better portrait.
Many thanks to the Pub of dVerse Poets  for their prompt. This was fun.

Sitting in the ardent
Atmospheric phenomenon
Before the refulgency
Dips too deep
And the rime
Creeps back in
A moment too momentary
Has come to impose
A moment to momentary


 (Original)
Posted for Dverse Poets--Logophilia

numb...

nothing

Standing Alone

Shared on

dVerse

~ Poets Pub

OpenLinkNight ~ Week 48

 

 

Banging Away

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Obsession

Morning

Work (in progress)

Written for dVerse Poets Pub:   POETICS: Workin’ For It

Dear Believer

Shared on

OpenLinkNight ~ Week 47

Magnetic

(click to enlarge)

This is Posted for Chalk-A-Bration and Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.


Be sure to chalk your own poem and head on over to Chalk-A-Bration to paste your link!

All That Shines

Posted much too late for OpenLinkNight — Week 46 at dVerse Poets Pub.

awake

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Coffee

After taking a three state trip and back again journey in 24 hours to see a music concert, I am not sure I have achieved what I was prompted to achieve... but I tried and I am tired. We had a great server this morning at The Sunny Street Cafe in Columbus OH.

Being in walking distance to a concert is the best...even if you have to spend the night. The Avett Brothers were amazing. Good Night.

Written for dVerse Poets Pub Poetics

I am not

Posted for OpenLinkNight — Week 44 at dVerse Poets Pub.

My Closet

Dedicated to Maurice Sendak

 

Written for dVerse Poets Pub Poetics

On Repeat

American Cheese

Untitled in Chalk

Reposted for Open Link Night ~ Week 43 at dVerse Poets Pub.

We Dance

Written for dVerse Poets Pub Poetics hosted by Stuart McPherson
Reposted for Anniversary Week at dVerse Poets Pub. This was the first poem I wrote for the Pub. Cheers!!

Registration

Birth Certificate

Heedy Openness

Some moments do not want to be captured.

Distant View

Abandonment

It is not often that work invades my poetic pen. I had little resolve to halt its progress.

A Slight Reflection

 
Sometimes it is the small moments that get lost. Sometimes not at all.

iChalk

Stepping into the blog realm leaves me with little to say. So I will post my panderings and poetry. That is all. My poetry will not be limited by titles or common restraint.

This first post is in honor and support of my wife who blogs for too many hours a day, and has created a little niche for herself. Chalk a poem and visit her blog, post a link and share, but not until April 30th: Chalk-A-Bration