Category: passages

  • Poetry Month Days 21, 22 and 23

    Poem # 21

    Thursdays are often difficult to start,
    not-quite-ended,
    the week drags on
    morning dark and skies dreary
    by noon the mood lightens
    as if to say:
    see, the week is nearly gone
    and you have only
    one
    day
    left
    by night the dark returns

    Poem # 22

    Tanka: poem to show the links between / this world and the next the moment follows / another and the days grow bright then dim.

    Poem #23

    Purple loves the center
    Blue hovering at the edge
    Red suffused throughout
    Brightly shines our memory
    repeat the refrain:
    “nothing compares 2 u”

    Author’s note: My entire adult life the music of Prince was part of the background. Though not a “fan” of his often deliberately provocative work, I admired his musicianship and ability to place himself under scrutiny to stand up for what he believed in. His passing on Thursday has me considering my own mortality and my meager contributions to society.

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