whole house was shaking and glass things rattling, so, yes, absolutely felt it! terrifying. made me appreciate tania's 'making peace with paradise' so much more :)
We did. In Flemington. Well, that was our address. D was transferred. We lived in the country with our horses. And then sold the house and moved into a triplex in Somerville so D could finish an MBA full time at Fairleigh Dickinson. I worked in the OR at Somerset Hospital. We lived in NJ less than 3 years before moving to GA the first time.
#28 (Ellipses of Origin)
Watched long enough, clouds
roll on
and show
the sky…
Watched long enough, wildflowers
always
return
to the mountain…
Watched long enough, mountain
settles
at the bottom of
ocean.
wildflowers always return... :-)
The Semi-Lit House
There is a mirror in
the entry, a figure dim
there, eyes, skin both
illuminated, I think,
by moonlight or shine
from a lamp outside
distorted through
colored cylinder glass.
Paper walls, flowers,
like boats in dark water.
I walk, doors dark as
tree bark, the light again,
cast back off maybe brass,
a slur of the eyes, and floor
boards stumble dry and aged
against my feet, creak
and groan, a ghost of sorts,
and hinges too, amplified
as if to compensate a lack.
Ancient perfume now
leading me to a window,
blind but for a hint of shrub
rubbing silently in the night,
these are living spirits
speaking from another world,
from which I turn, and have
turned away. I walk toward
the corridor, brass eyes flickering
like fallen stars, or fireflies
sparse in a city lost in time.
At the end is a door that sways
at my touch and pushes back
against me, motions me to go
where the light rises in the open
spaces, and at night the stars
are far enough away to be cool
and void of dread. I walk,
the porch lamp behind me,
the unfiltered moonlight leading me.
Invisible Things
think of things
we can’t see
light does not
reveal the wind
we feel invisible
things, harsh
words long gone
trees from storm
not what bent them
the rain reveals itself
only in flowers
and ripples
in the old clay streets
the downhill memory
Formed from the News - 4/5/24
Hurricane Hype
Warm water
Very warm water
Dark omens
Bullish forecast
Extremely active season
Daunting season
Explosive Atlantic season
One of the most active on record
La Nina coming
Buckle up
Hunker down
Still...
a lot can change.
*Lines gathered from different news sources
**Colorado State University 2024 seasonal forecast
https://tropical.colostate.edu/forecasting.html
these are wonderful, sandra!! :) great idea
Formed from the News - 4/1/24
A TikTok migrant
Truancy in the spotlight
Must turn back the clock.
Formed from an article via Nice News - 4/4/24
Nudibranchs
shell-less sea slugs
naked gills
seemingly defenseless
but brave
blue dragons
Spanish dancers
tiny rabbits
psychedelic hedgehogs
gleeful colors hidden in new places
undersea jewels
every day like Easter
NEW-duh-branks
*https://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/dive-exotic-world-nudibranchs-spectacular-slugs-sea-180984013/
Formed from the News - 04/03/24
Taiwan
Where is the safe room on the ring of fire?
When the earth shakes and buildings topple
and life collapses,
where does one lean?
Where is the hiding place?
*Taiwan lies along the Pacific "Ring of Fire" and experienced a 7.4 earthquake this morning. It was the largest to strike in a quarter century.
Formed from the News - 4/2/24
Navigate
The new world is hard to navigate.
I'm not flying solo.
A lot of the most interesting thinkers are wacky.
You don't need your health news sugarcoated.
Health is not fair.
It's not equitable.
I have no idea whether or not my dinner
is going to kill me.
I could be taking canine flea medicine.
Skip the steak.
Try a beetle.
Get your protein buzz.
Crickets are the new kale.
Don't listen to those studies...
just her studies.
Exercise is too dangerous.
Not.
Looking forward sometimes means looking back.
*An erasure poem found today in "Welcome to Free Press Health" by Nellie Bowles at The Free Press
https://www.thefp.com/p/nellie-bowles-welcome-to-free-press-health
wondering if
the house was going
to come down—
timbers shaking,
new cracks snaking
but, no, the cherry blossoms
dance beyond the intact window
slow-coming
out of their
seams
and the house
still
stands
***
formatted: https://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2024/04/01/happy-national-poetry-month-share-your-poems/#comment-1139696
Did you feel it?
(The epicenter was less than 10 miles from where we used to live with our horses back in the day.)
whole house was shaking and glass things rattling, so, yes, absolutely felt it! terrifying. made me appreciate tania's 'making peace with paradise' so much more :)
Ha! For sure! Good to remember for all things that might rattle us. (I hope you don’t discover any cracks.)
somehow i didn't remember that you lived in new jersey. (is that what you're saying? that you lived in new jersey? :) )
We did. In Flemington. Well, that was our address. D was transferred. We lived in the country with our horses. And then sold the house and moved into a triplex in Somerville so D could finish an MBA full time at Fairleigh Dickinson. I worked in the OR at Somerset Hospital. We lived in NJ less than 3 years before moving to GA the first time.
lots of moves! did not realize :)
the seamstress
out of doors:
rain.
so much rain.
but all about the dining room
red velvet
so much red velvet.
falling, flowing,
lightening
the day.
***
true format, here: https://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2024/04/01/happy-national-poetry-month-share-your-poems/#comment-1139535
this morning
the cherry blossoms
melting
into the sky
(with correct format, here: https://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2024/04/01/happy-national-poetry-month-share-your-poems/#comment-1139410 :) )
if i write a poem
each day of my life,
my life becomes
(does it not?) ….
poetry
(since substack's comment boxes are a little poetry-undoing: here it is with proper formatting: https://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2024/04/01/happy-national-poetry-month-share-your-poems/#comment-1139328
invisible
though it is,
you always know
how the wind
blows—
its true direction
clear
in the bend,
the turn
of what's
seen, what's
real
***
formatted, here: https://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/2024/04/01/happy-national-poetry-month-share-your-poems/#comment-1140055