Pen's Blog, page 2

Downtime

sunlit path through woods
fishing pole over shoulder
catch, release: downtime

Dime

Life can turn on a dime
a blessing becomes a curse
and vice-versa;
sometimes the worst thing
can turn into the best
and we never know, do we?
until we look behind
and see the moment our fingers
spun the dime
and watched it twirl
suspended in time
its revolutions determining
that very moment
when the dime will fall
and life will turn once more

Silhouette in Blue

I cannot remember every nuance
or every movement
as I had believed I would.
But I do recall every charge of electricity -
a bolt of lightning;
every ounce of intensity a constant throb
in rhythm with my pulse.

And I do remember -
with clarity -
the presence;
the very essence of the
memory of a silhouette in blue.

In Her Shadow

In every woman’s shadow
there is a little girl
eager to discover and explore
this great big world,
a little girl who loves to laugh
and loves to play
and patiently waits for the woman
to join her one fine day.

But the woman she is busy
and hasn’t time for such a lark,
she must work and toil the days away
in an effort to leave her mark;
she hasn’t learned the lesson
though it’s been around for quite awhile ~
no woman can leave her mark
without first honoring the child.

Loon

mournful cry of loon
sad refrain
raindrops splatter lake

Dinner

owl glides o’er meadow
bird’s eye view
mouse not quick enough

Dinner Missed

cat eyes sharp and pierce
pounces fast
quick mouse gets away

Promise Broken

candle flame flickers
reflects off plate on table
a promise broken

Reality Check

eve of destruction
one last reality check
we did this ourselves

Journey

one step at a time
miles ahead and miles behind
a sheer act of will