I’m Sure I’ll Miss You

A little dVerse quadrille, using the required “Go” word. Funny how you can have a set idea and then one little word sets you in the wrong direction.  Nothing a little sleep can’t cure, right?

Kitchen’s clean when I get home

Counter’s free of mess

No banged nose trying to open the door

shoes make good doorstops, I guess

You’re moving out you say?

You’ll miss us, when we go

no more complaining for you

Sad (perhaps) but true

 

From Call to Embrace

Well here’s something I never do… combine not one, not two but three challenges into one.  Oy!  Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #197 asked us to use the word “call” in any form, using 41 words; dVerse from a couple weeks ago, asked us to write a quadrille (44 words) using the word embrace.  Crispina’s lovely image for her CCC #199 prompted me to go looking for images for my usual matchy-matchy which sent me in the direction I went.  I figure there are many who are separated during this stupid time and it must be difficult.  Couldn’t help but bring out the romantic in me.

 

I call to you
You call to me
Accept this we can do

Now

We laugh, we share
We joke around
It’s how we show we care

Until

There comes the day
We know it will
Nothing stands in the way

No longer an eventuality
it’s now become reality

We embrace with more than
Words and stolen glances

arms around each other
heart against heart, now
beating to the same rhythm

Reaching up,
I caress your face
whisper in your ear

kiss me
je t’aime

I Know the Way

Somehow found me some mojo to participate in dVerse Quadrille (okay, okay, I admit, it is my favourite of the dVerse challenges).  And I couldn’t help but hear Rafiki from The Lion King say:  “You Follow Old Rafiki, He knows de way”… That was it. Had to use it! Sorta kinda.  Lisa from Tao Talk has challenged us to use the word “Way”…

Follow me!  I know the way

The way to where?

To where you are going!

How do you know?

You told me

I said nothing!

I heard you

I am going crazy

No, you’re not.  Lead the way

But you said…

I know – Go.

In My Bones

It’s been a while since I participated in dVerse and this one called to me to join in.  Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting this one and has asked us to write our prosery using the phrase:  ‘Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,’ taken from Mary Oliver’s beautiful poem entitled “Spring Azures: A Farwell to Darkness” 144 words.  Sometimes that is just enough.

I keep a cheerful disposition; I am the epitome of positive. Do not think me foolish or idealistic for I am also a realist. I choose to not let on that sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy, I know not if I can take another step, smile another smile.

But I do, and do you know why I choose this? Because I feel it deep in my gut that this is a limited time offer and I cannot afford to waste a single moment of it. I know that, miracles aside, the end will come sooner rather than later. That part is out of my hands. What isn’t, is cherishing each moment, be they full of bliss or hurt like hell.

I know that one day I will look back and smile without tears because I chose as I did.

 

December, We Reminisce

Lilian is hosting prosery Monday on dVerse – yeah, yeah, it’s Tuesday.  We are to use the phrase:  “Reading what I have just written, I now believe”. December, no matter how much I try, gets rather consumed with memories. I figure it’s not worth fighting with them.

It’s December, we reminisce.

Dear Mick,

In ten days you would have been 57. And three days after that, it’ll be six years since you took your leave. I don’t want to say where does the time go, but, bloody hell, where? Your light shone so damn bright, you’ve left a glow within everyone who met you. I wonder if you ever realised what power you had?  Why friends of yours, family of mine, acquaintances met along your path always, ALWAYS bring you up at some point in our “How are you? Great to see you. What’s new?” conversations. We all fell under your spell and miss you.

Lotsa love, Rog

Reading what I have just written, I now believe that it’s okay to allow myself a moment to miss him, that it doesn’t mean I’m stuck in the past and life is still beautiful.

The Memories That Abide

Lisa, over at Tao Talk  is hosting (well, started yesterday) dVerse and has challenged us to use abide in a quadrille.  So I did!  Because, I can’t resist using only 44 words.

There are those memories that

bring a fond smile to your lips

They come, they go, you move on

And then there are those that abide

evoking the exact same feelings

as when you lived it

They persist,

weaving their way into your present

Couldn’t decide on which pic so put both!

Glorious Autumn

dVerse spoke to me today!  Kim from Writing in Norfolk is hosting and today’s theme is:  Haibun Monday: Being But Human – what is it she is asking? This:   to write about a time when you last watched stars, a storm, the sea, an animal, or something else in nature that left you with a sense of wonder or awe. Aim to write no more than three tight paragraphs, followed by a traditional haiku that includes reference to a season. Hmmm. Here goes:

 

 

As I walk along in an autumn woods with no sounds save the crunch of dried leaves beneath my feet, the wind rustling the leaves above me and maybe the occasional trill of a bird I find my heart slowing, my breath deepening, my muscles relaxing and my mind freeing itself from whatever worries I might have.  As this happens, I become more aware of my surroundings:  I marvel at the velvety, almost neon green moss growing on fallen trees.  I delight in the different kinds of fungi growing here and there:  white, bright yellow, striped greys, polka-dotted red.  I watch and smile at the antics of squirrels and chipmunks darting here and there, looking for nuts they will hide away for the winter.  The sky is a shade of blue not seen the rest of the year, which makes the yellows and reds and oranges pop all the more.  I am blessed to live through this season every year.

Colours brilliant
Fall into crispy ground
Joy is found in death

Expectations

dVerse Prosery time! Okay, okay, it was yesterday but still.  And Merril is hosting so it is very hard to resist 😉  This time, our 144 story must include the phrase:

“there is nothing behind the wall
except a space where the wind whistles”
from “Drawings By Children” by Lisel Mueller

So, I did. And here it is 🙂

She read the advertisement, considered it, then set it back down, thinking it was not realistic.  These things are never what they seem. The offer was seductive, though.  She found herself perusing it again and again, longingly.  Should she?  Why shouldn’t she?  What did she have to lose? The more the ideas swirled in her head, the more obsessed she became.  She prepared, she dreamed, she couldn’t help but get excited even as she tried to tamp it down a notch. Don’t build it up too much, silly girl! Expectations beget disappointments.  Much better to wait and see.

The day finally came!  She arrived, only to see there is nothing behind the wall except a space where the wind whistles.  What cruel trick was this?  How had she been so duped? False advertising at its best.  Why don’t you ever listen to your gut?

True Happiness

Lillian has challenged us to write a quadrille using “happiness” or some variation of it for this week’s dVerse prompt. I was going to go fun(ny) but somehow that didn’t work out like I planned. Gotta respect the muse, right?

 

 

Happiness cannot be found in bottles

doled out by another’s hand

 

It may feel lovely upon application

but it only reaches the surface

and fades until the next spray

 

Once we learn to find it from within

we realise we have an endless supply

A Blanket For Autumn

Merril is hosting dVerse.  This week the word is “blanket” to be used in a quadrille.  Time I dust off my writing skills after a week away, eh?

A blanket of fallen autumnal leaves

form a patchwork or crazy quilt

inviting us to find a pattern

or simply kick our way through

enjoying the crunch underfoot

and the musky-sweet scent

reminding us they serve a purpose

participating in the circle of life