A Toast to Childhood

“Cheers, everyone!”
Glasses raise in salute.
“Clink glasses!” a child calls.

Same granddaughter who clapped and “yay”ed
following a somber hymn at my dad’s funeral.
That’s how her performances are received.

I smile and bend down
toward her happy face.
“Cheers, little one.”
Always.

cheers


dVerse Quadrille #70: Poems of Good Cheer

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love sinks — magnetic poetry

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Brilliant stars kiss the sky.

Fevered ocean steams.

I picture amore’s caramel eyes,

and listen for secret embrace.

Cheating dog, so long.

Velvet smoke almost gone.

Somber, I will heal, then fly.

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Wordless Wednesday 11.28.18

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Cold

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world afire

Had we only raked the forest floors
we could have stopped the fires.
If we built a higher wall,
tear gas wouldn’t cross the border.
There is no global warming;
can’t you feel the cold rain
falling on the fallen?

Anger rakes across my senses,
fire ravages my gut.
Walls can’t contain the pain
or hold back the tears.
The earth burns with desperation
as hearts grow ever colder.
And all the while, it is snowing in Russia.

stump


dverse Poetics: fire up that creativity

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The Big Reveal

It is weeks in the making. First the design is conceived, drawn and copied for a pattern to attach to the worktable. Glass is selected by color, texture, opacity… or sometimes simply availability and affordability. The glass is cut, ground and sized until each piece fits perfectly into the pattern. Individual pieces are wrapped with leading, lead joints soldered together, then putty is worked under the lead for stability and waterproofing. Cleaning is done in place with a bristle brush and whiting powder. Then, the wait.

The putty takes three days to set. Twice daily the artisan cleans off any putty that seeps  from beneath the lead. She notices where she applied too much solder. Or too little. She guiltily surveys a piece she had cut too small but used anyway, knowing she could fudge with lead or putty to hide the gap. She second-guesses her glass choices. Will the colors compliment or contrast as she intended? Will the nuances of the design come across as planned?

When the putty is set, it’s time. The artisan lifts the stained glass panel, wipes it clean and rests it gently on a windowsill. She backs away and for the first time gazes upon the completed work. The critical eye judges workmanship, mercilessly and exacting. The artistic eye must wait ‘til the critic quiets. And lastly, the cautious heart will weigh in on the worthiness of the piece. The verdict? We’ll have to wait and see.

patience takes patience
minutes take sixty seconds
waiting takes its time

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“Hammer Shattering Glass Shattering Hammer” stained glass panel by Maggie C.


dVerse Haibun Monday: Waiting

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unplayed – magnetic poetry

I decided to experiment with magnetic poetry. Don’t know if there are any rules other than use the words/letters you draw. If so, someone can tell me.

magnet 1

 

I sing with drunk tongue,

with breast crushed by need

to share music we had

not yet played.

You sleep as time drips.

 

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backward glance

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pause in quietude
answer held in gentle mind
the question will come


Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Flowing Water

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