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A Poet Like Me

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A poet like me
Casting nets to the windy
Waterfalls wonder
If there is a melody
Playing for their rhythmic splash

Nature calls for me
Letting them to other souls
Telling their story
Asking for breaths of honor
And telling of their life songs

At last, they hear verbs
Splashing falling waterfalls
Waters to refresh
Standing underneath the flow
Feeling the wet, mossy stones

Taking leaps for love
Hand in hand forever more
And next, the lovers
Dance upon the sandy shores
Aromatic tides of salt

Shell crumbs under feet
Tides rushing with salt and sand
Like dermabrasion
Scrubbing sludge and adding more
Taking away worried songs

This is in response to the prompt: ______like me. Read more here: Dead Poets Live

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Aromatic Adventures of the Harvest

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The scent of a cork
The fullness of the concord
Natural juices
These are the ripeness of life
Fresh and aromatical

Casks filled with cider
Scentfully of ripe sweetness
Tasting like heaven
Wiping of mouth on shirt sleeves
This is the gusto of life

Sweat working orchards
Dripping down the sunburned neck
Sliding to backsides
Freshness of sweat drenched arm pits
Ripe from lives labored for all

Taste the vineyards juice
Sip the ciders sweetness full
Thankful to labors
Making all things possible
With devotion to us all

TTOT

Ten Things of Thankful – Jan 17 2020

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It’s time for Ten Things of Thankful or TTOT! Whatcha got to share? Here are mine:

1. Games! We played Yahtzee this past weekend! What fun with the family!

2. Friends and Friends Who Love to Write – I have a lovely friend who writes with me. Here is her blog: Penwize We are writing today, right now!

3. Love! This is something I wrote about the subject. Process for Love

4. Food! I have been in a cooking mood a lot lately. One of my favorite foods is chili and I make it probably weekly or pretty close. Another is bean soup. I recently posted my mother’s recipe for chili in the form of a poem. My chili is generally thicker and has other ingredients, but here is mom’s recipe: Recipe for Chili (this is a friend’s link for Medium, so you won’t have to be a member to read.

5. Weather! It has been BEAUTIFUL!!! Even today, as the temps have cooled, it is still so lovely outside!!

6. People who don’t speak the same language and are the eyes of love. That’s a mouthful! I met a couple at the grocery store coffee shop. He was getting his wife some coffee and taking the cream to her and I remarked how he was so sweet and it ended up being a conversation. He was speaking Spanish and I English and yet he, his wife, and I had a lovely chat of sorts. Love conquers all!

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7. My Heated Wrap – I know I mentioned this before, but I cannot be thankful enough for this heated wrap my friend bought me. With the cool, damp weather, the old bones get achey and I actually keep this plugged in and turn it on. I love it. Sounds like a commercial LOL But I do love having this warm hug every day.

8. Weight Loss – it’s back on track. I always have a hard December, but I am back on track! WOOHOO!!

9. Exercises – I am doing physical therapy for my neck and spine and I am grateful to have homework and that I was able to improvise with my floor work as it’s hard to get up and down from the floor and I have figured out a way to get my exercises and not jeopardize my knees.

10 You! I am grateful for you and hope to hear your thankfuls!

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Quiet Speaks the Dawn

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Quiet speaks the dawn
bringing flight to resting fowl
spreading wings to soar
shadows over rivers calm
squawking beckons to the day

as the day begins
hustle, bustle people fly
nesting only once
much to be learned from nesters
where resting time is balanced

quiet sought is found
peaceful splendor is at hand
taking time to stop
and charging to then begin
currents underneath the draw

poetry

Beans and Rice – Dead Poets Live -Gwendolyn Brooks

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Gwendolyn Brooks, Consultant in Poetry, 1985-86 Image ID: LC-USZ62-107993
Prints and Photographs Online Catalog

1917-2000

When I took a poetry class last year, we studied one of Gwendolyn Brooks poems: We Real Cool. This was followed by a Meetup when she was the featured Pulitzer Prize winning poet. She was also the first black woman to be named Poet Laureate of the United States. Brooks wrote over 20 books of poetry as well as other works, including  a novel.

For Dead Poets Live I would like to devote the prompt focus on the works of Brooks.

Here is a link to tell you more about Brooks. Gwendolyn Brooks Biography

Following are some of my favorite Brooks poems:

The Bean Eaters

We Real Cool

The Lovers of the Poor

To see what Gwendolyn Brooks wrote in The Bean Eaters, I would suggest going to the link, due to respect of the copyright. Following is my poem with respect to this poem:

Beans and Rice

Dressing the table simply with each day’s dishes.
No need for pompous ways or grandiose wishes.
They rather like the mix of flora and fauna,
cracking adding to the character of their plates.

Living the life of goodness, much of the time.
Each day lived to the best it can be,
No fuss or gussy ways,
Simple appreciating what they have,
Regarding it as such.

As they recall,
Remembering the efforts and gloss of the sweat beaded days.
As they taste the goodness in their humble givings of beans and rice,
They look about their rental home.
doilies, fringes, rick racks and braided toys
a crank engine, hair saver, and celluloid doll
and this is the life of the tin roofed rich.