REBLOG: Scarecrow Popped Up in Los Angeles

Just totally loved this poem – it captures so much that is relevant in today’s world in beautiful words and prose… a pleasure to read over coffee this morning! 🙂

 

O at the Edges

I learned early this morning that my poem “Scarecrow Calls Out the Man” had been reprinted again, this time by CityWatch, a publication out of LA devoted to politics, perspectives and participation. I’m thrilled that Scarecrow’s voice is resonating…

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What a day

Shimmering in the gentle sunlight

Sunset an arms length away

Leaves swing their underbelly

Up towards the light

Branches slowly sway.

Dancing through my clothes

Tickling my skin

Whispering sweet

Saying nothing unreal

All with the wind.

Fuzzy lion heads

Bend in the breeze

Sitting here writing

Listening to laughter

And music

At complete ease.

Take that bird in flight

That cloud too

Rat-like,

Baby blue sky

What a view.

 

Written content is © All rights are reserved. August 2017.

Ode to Sinead and Jake

When you told me you were getting married, 

I smiled in disbelief… 

after all these years?!

I’m sure that even your parents felt some relief.

You two aren’t a typical whirlwind romance, 

But rather, slow burners – 

giving your love a real chance.

I didn’t imagine either of you as the “fairytale wedding” types

But a girl usually has just one chance

to get this whole wedding shebang just right!

So why not a castle with its own lake, 

bridesmaids, archways of hydrangeas,

and an hundred or so guests?!

You look stunning, my darling – 

And it’s not just that beautiful dress! 

So while Jake may not be your typical groom 

– minus best man, incessant nausea,

 and with a pending air of “doom” – 

he’s the luckiest man now that he’s stood next to you.

For those of you who have experienced love and marriage,

I hope Sinead and Jake remind you of the vows you once spoke, 

Facing each other, eye to eye

Committing yourselves to one another

In sickness, health, and love – for life. 

The depth of these vows to each other

They are sacred, and are blessings

– though same may say along the line, 

also a curse! 

But I reckon losing love, or never finding it, could be worse.

You’ve given us joy, and hope – and a dreamy sense of wonder…

That shows us just how much you mean to each other.

And at the end of the day, 

all us single people still really believe, 

That one day we might ourselves take centre stage 

in just as beautiful a ceremony of love

As we’ve all been witness to today.

 

 

A poem written for a good friend and her husband, and gifted to them on their wedding day. I just hope they really love it – it took me months of writing and editing to get it to this standard, and I really enjoyed working on it! 🙂

Written content is © All rights are reserved. May 2017.

Family, life, and everything after

Love is a funny thing;

It lightens your soul

and brings you firmly back to ground.

It lifts your spirits,

And makes you want more…

It fills your heart, your essence, your being

And in the next instant it can turn so ugly,

So poor…

An afterthought, 

as communication breaks down

And once accepted contentment

becomes a bore.

But highs and lows are what life’s all about

And love is a round circle that never ends – 

not really,

not deep down.

Love springs from birth,

from a chance meeting, 

from school

or from general drinking –

If it’s worth it,

it’s love, never ending.

Whether family, friends or companion, 

love begets love, 

and the world keeps turning.