Response Today

It has been weeks since
There has been any response
To repeated requests made
That he call me, talk to me,
Depression had settled in.

Then the phone rang with
His name filling its little screen
My son, my joy, all
I had been hoping for, real,
My heart, in response, joyful grew.

We talked and talked more
Everything I hoped for came,
Like the world was right,
Knowing he was well, that we
Remained like clones, years separately.

More than anything
Or anyone, he is special
The love never fades,
He is my happiest of happy
The brightest of fairest days.

Alex, if you ever read this, know I love you.

The PAD Challenge Countdown prompt today was “Response.” The fact life called was just a happenstance.

Little Love Poems

Never

It is not a chance
I will take because I doubt,
But I wish I could,
The love I carefully hide
I would give and make you mine.

Trusting

When we talk, I know,
You understand and are fair,
You care, and no one
Else respects me as you do,
I believe and trust in you.

Love Springs

The pollen drives me
Inside each time I go out,
I glance at the phone
Wishing it would break silence
Ring with you there, all for me.

Just a little playing loose and free with words. These are all tanka. As I often say there is no significant other in my life. I just make things up. I think that is what creativity was given us for.

Strength

Quiet pours down, light
As the lock of hair
Grabbed and swirled round
Index finger and thumb;
Numb, numb, wilted
In the stifling of late day
March heat, barely able
To forego the house,
Walking buoyant dogs
Whose muscles ripple
Like a wake under sinew.
Ensconced uneasy in bed
Never invalid, never stop,
But the strength, it erodes,
Still, that is a no; push, go,
Various ways to give the ankle
Purchase to convey upright
This reason that is a being
Unwilling to acquiesce to
Anything against progress
Fighting always pain, doubt, fear,
“Begone, leave this one be. Strength
Remains, life retains, love stokes
The vision, all abides, stand – over-ride.”

The Prompted Positive Poetry prompt for today was “Strength.”

Prayer Magic

As with God’s great love
We often live with magic
Sometimes like, equal,
The times we tell things, “Stay there,”
Or ask a door, “Please, stay closed,”
Or say a quick prayer over lost items,
That we find and praise the Lord.
We depend on God’s largesse
For moments of everyday blessing
Or taken another way His magic.

When love enters the plane
Of the mundane is a blessed magical
Occurrence that enraptures existence
Two opposite beings, often strangers,
Find commonalities that fuse them
In an alchemical combination
That ties disparate ingredients into
Agents who are loathe to part,
Only God could orchestrate all
The events and coincidences involved
With the magic that happens
At the perfect setting in time,
Magic, quite simply Love Divine.

So when our heads rattle
As if empty and our words
Become rare, let us not despair,
Think of how God is able
To provide every gift we need,
More generously and abundantly
Than we could ever request,
And pray the words appear,
No surprise, God hears.

The prompt for the Poem A Day Challenge Coundown on Poetic Asides today is “Magic.” This may be my final entry today. Four poems might be enough.

I hope all are well and healthy. May those sojourning at home during this hiatus in the world be gifted with prodigious creativity and a feeling of peace that embraces all their lives.

Resolved

I have wanted more
Than this, I have that is mine
A long, lonely time,
But now I become content
With all, there is for me here.

The many blessings
I now view with clarity
I am safely homed
With multitudes that bring joy,
Even alone there is love.

I thought acceptance
Was necessary to joy,
But now I am found
Content to be here, alive,
To navigate survival.

I have no rival
In this gentle full quiet;
Only grapple with
My yesterday’s self – competes,
“Be a better best, today.”

I am enough being love,
I have enough here gathered,
Life, LOVE, is reason enough.

This is another from the wee hours. When dark wraps around me, I turn to the light that is always present.