Cats and Rainbows

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Would seeing a purple cat be strange

Would you pet it if it came within range

Or would you simply laugh

And go back to drawing with spirograph

Could you sing a song out loud

Upside down in a big crowd

Or would you completely fall flat

Creating a rainbow colored splat

Let your imagination run free

No limits as far as you can see

Accept the truly outrageous

Because fun can be contagious

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – strange

Buzz

An allegory is a story or poem that represents a bigger idea, often a moral or political idea.  I am not one to post a lot of political stuff.  And I tried to do a poem… well, it will have to do.

 

What will it take to make people see

The world will not exist without the buzzing-bee

Bees that pollinate the flowers

Bees that fly around for hours

To gather the pollen that is required

To make the food that is desired

So we must solve this mystery

That is trying to make the bees history

 

(Sorry, the muse is on vacation today I guess)

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – allegory

Silver-Tongued Devil

You always told me exactly what you wanted

You never were subtle with your needs

You told me once you wanted me

And I fell like a rock off a skyscraper

I did everything I could do for you

And some things I shouldn’t have

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Then suddenly you turned around

You said you didn’t want me anymore

You said you shouldn’t have said those things

But it was too late

My heart was ripped to shreds

Too damaged for anyone else to love

And as broken and battered as it was

It still beats only for you

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – subtle

Love One Another

What is wrong with the world?

Have we forgotten how to care?

Is love so scarce we only feel hate?

Every day we drift further apart.

We are destined to have another world war

unless we stop and embrace our differences.

We are all part of the human race,

And we must love one another as such.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – scarce

Hurry Up And Wait

Slow down and wait for me

Daddy you’re walking too fast

 

Stay up here and let him wait

You don’t want to seem too eager

 

Just stand here and wait a minute

You’re Dad will walk you down the aisle

 

Wait for the contractions to come quicker

Then the baby will be on the way

 

Our lives are spent waiting for memories

To be stored in our mind’s forever

And once they’re there it shapes us

Into the people we are meant to be

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – wait

Mumbles … Ethnicity

Ethnicity … I don’t really want to write about it.  It is a group of people from one particular area – Germans, Russians, Southerners, New Yorkers, and so on.  But I am really not full of any knowledge about any ethnic group.  So instead I will talk about…

My new cat named Clive.  We just got him yesterday at the shelter.  He hid all night last night.  Slowly ventured out today and has even navigated the stairs a couple of times.  The little princess we already had is not sure at all about him.  She has hissed a couple of times but doesn’t seem too bothered by him.  He is black and white and camera shy so far, but I will get him soon.  He will hopefully help me fill my days with a little activity.  Especially when he hides, and I have to search all the tiny spaces in the house to find him.

The other thing is my heart is not really focused on writing.  It is breaking all over again as, technically today (since it is after midnight), is the one-year anniversary of my Dad’s death.  His birthday was the 13th and he died on the 26th.  I miss him SO MUCH!  Then out of the blue a friend sends a picture of a snow sculpture of snow sharks.  My dad wrote many letters to his shift when he would go on vacation and almost always had snow sharks in the letter somewhere. I don’t know if she realized it was one year since he died or not.  But looking online for the picture source I did discover there were two (classics I am sure) movies made about snow sharks.  One called Snow Sharks and the other is technically Avalanche Sharks.  I should find them on Netflix or somewhere and watch them in honor of Dad.  He was into all those cheesy B movies.  I’d give anything to watch them with him.

I have mumbled on enough.  Time to feed both cats and go try and sleep.  Good night!

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ethnicity

I Think I Know Him

She could only see his profile but there was something familiar about him.  She looked far too long at him and as if he sensed her staring, he turned to look at her.  She gasped in shock when she saw him head on.  It was a friend from her past.  One who had helped her through a very difficult time, when she separated from her husband and filed for divorce.

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A sudden look of recognition showed on his face and she knew he remembered her.  She had always wondered what had happened to him Now was her chance to reconnect with him.  They had once been so close she thought of him as a baby brother.

She started walking towards him trying to not show how excited she was to see him again… she didn’t want to scare him off.  She got close enough to extend a hand and he shook it.  “Long time no see Sara.”

“A long time indeed.  I have missed you.  What are you up to these days?”

He began to fill her in on his life and she felt so at home next to him.  She wondered if he would ever realize how much his friendship had helped her back then.  An open ear to talk to and a hand to hold onto for a little strength.

They sat at their table in the bar and talked for over an hour when he said he had to leave.

“Oh, Dave it has been so good to talk to you.  Please let’s not make it another 2 years before we talk again.  She stood up with him and gave him a long embrace.

He pulled out of the hug and told her, “Call me, we should do dinner sometime.”

“I would love that.”

She sighed as he walked out the door and she hoped it would not be the last she saw of him.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – profile

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – January 24

This week for Fandango’s Friday Flashback (FFF) I dug back in my posts to January 24th in 2018.  This was the poem, originally published here, that I wrote for the word prompt candid.

Confession

“I have to be candid,
I have to speak the truth,
I love you”
She said to him.
He only said “No.”
Her heart stopped
For a second
That seemed like an eternity.
“You haven’t known me
Long enough to love me”
He added.
She swallowed back tears
“I know what is in my heart”
She told him with renewed confidence,
And he breathed
A heavy sigh.
“You don’t have to say anything,
Just know that I love you”
She said in almost a whisper
And kissed him softly.
He reached out to hold her
And they slept in
Each others arms.

In A Bad Place

I want to make one thing clear

I want to live

But I have these thoughts

They are dark and scary

They call to me

Late at night

When I am alone

They say things

I know are not true

But I get taken in by their voices

The danger is of no concern

The escape sounds so good

A chance to stop the pain

The sadness

The fear

I fight many nights with my thoughts

but I am afraid one night

the voices may win

and I will escape quietly into the darkness

and no one will notice or care

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – clear

Open Mic Night

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“No!  I told you I refuse to do it.  I just can’t handle the pressure with my anxiety.”  The woman looked upset and paced back and forth in the kitchen.

“Come on babe it will be fun, you’ll see.” He sat down in a chair at the table and added, “You know your words are great.”

“You are just saying that.  I’m an amateur and some of those people have been at it their whole lives.”

“Didn’t you tell me you started writing in middle school?”

“Yeah but that was lonely crap.”

“Come on, for me babe.  You just need to read one poem on stage.  And who knows, you could get that book deal you have always wanted then.”

“If you drive so I can take an anxiety pill.  I will read ONE very short poem.”

“Oh, honey that is great!  Now let’s go get ready and print out one of your best poems.”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – refuse