Decisions

 

From a goldfish pond creatures beg,

Scattered shells of robin's egg,

Jade in color against the grass,

The Scarlett Letter now would pass

Decision slow, but won't renege

© Crackerberries 2024

This is a poem in response to Sue's post from A2Z blogging challenge.  

Niagara Falls

Orange you glad you found me here?

Can’t stop dancing under the moon,

Turn up music, for all to hear

Niagara Falls, month of June.

 

Sky opens to a water flow

Black widow spins a web in tune

Glistening with a soft warm glow

Niagara Falls, month of June.

 

"It takes two to tango" he said,

"Let's rendezvous here, very soon"

Dragon fly sheets on unmade bed

Niagara Falls, month of June.

© Crackerberries 2024

Have you ever heard of the curse of the dragonfly?  

Bluebird Speaks

 The sun is just rising above

A quaint mountain town called Love

Mother feeds the squawking babies from her mouth

Grub worms pilfered from rotting stump; home of the cottonmouth

 

Sunshine glimmers through clouds like strings from a cello

Illuminating the rainforest with a splash of yellow,

Spongey moss covers the forest floor

Tall redwood trees guard the evergreen door

 

After the baby sweater was buried in the ground

A stone with the word Pearl was all to be found

Leaving alone the woman in the Victorian mansion

Sipping Earl Grey tea on her back porch expansion.

© Crackerberries 2024

I am currently participating in the A-Z blogging challenge and one of my fellow bloggers posted a challenge to write a poem for her D post.  I took the challenge and was quite pleased with the outcome.  What do you think?  "Am I a poet and didn't know it?"

 

 

Roses of the Heart

Seasons come, seasons go

Swelling waves from ocean’s tow

Memories slide, relationships subside

Feelings change, lifestyles rearrange

Experience ameliorates existence

Age, in tandem, finds wisdom

Opportunities awaken, regrets forsaken

 

A wish is not a prayer

God is the conveyor

Through the fire, refined

Bad choices, re-defined

Obstacles removed

Attitude improved

Discernment revealed

Brokenness healed

 

Life’s perseverating plan

Reforming memoirs again, and again

© Crackerberries Memoirs 2020

50 Strands of Gray

Life is not promised, we get what we get.

Use every precious moment without regret,

Not worrying about people, and what they might think

Relationships are like a big skating rink.

Some I’ve skated by, without even a care,

Other’s I’ve challenged, and taken the dare.

Life is a lesson I’ll learn new every day,

Creating on my head, a new shade of gray.

No one is right and no one is wrong,

But because of pride, we won’t all get along,

One thing is certain, people will disagree,

It started with Eve in Eden, and that damn tree.

I’ll live my life to the fullest, and never back down

And smile every day, because it’s more fun than a frown.

I’ll live in the moment, and love friends of today

‘Cause things change quickly, like another strand of gray.

Today I celebrate the half century mark,

These last 50 years, just a stroll through the park.

Mistakes most definitely, I’ve made more than a few,

And painstaking trials, I was lucky to live through,

Regrets there are none, there’s nothing I’d change,

I am who I am, for God prearranged.

I’ll experience everything as it comes my way,

Earning rightfully each strand of gray.

© Crackerberries 2015

Ageless Love

An old memory comes to mind

A love letter left unsigned

Undisturbed and hidden in an old wooden box

Tucked down between a pair of woolen socks

Scribbled in ink on parchment paper

Begging her to join his adventurous caper

“Leave with me, we’ll take this truck,

“Never to look back, let's try our luck.”

The letter goes on confessing his love

He even calls her his sweet turtledove

Without a care for who might read

Professing his love in this vintage creed

Near the end of the letter the words start to fade

T’was concealed for decades until today

Unanswered questions of this pair overwhelm me

Did she take the truck, go away, and marry thee?

No names, no dates, just an old-fashioned confession

Love forever remains constant, in modern world progression

Summer

Summer begins

Graduation celebrations,

Weddings

Family reunions and BBQ’s

Fill the month of June

Vacations, and days at the beach,

Summer camps, and fireworks,

Such a shame

When they all end too soon

How will you spend your summer retreat?

Cooling by the pool, to beat the heat.

Maybe picnics in the park are more your style,

Or visiting relatives afar, for a little while.

A cabin in the mountains, a bungalow at the lake,

What favorite pastime do you care to undertake?

Lemonade stands, and sprinkler baths

Long hikes through green wooded footpaths,

Red, white, and blue marks July 4^th parades

And quarters galore for the local arcades

Body surfing an ocean wave

Leaving flowers on the kinfolk grave

Fighting mosquitoes, and brook fishing

Catching fireflies, and shooting star wishing

Fairs, and carnivals, and old home days

Simply sunbathing, on a comfortable lounge chaise

Photos snapped

Festivities saved

Treasure all those

Summer days

Such a shame

It ends too soon

But memories

Last for always