Paying
Attention
Monday, April 8, 2013
Paying Attention (PAD - DAY 8)
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Posting Something Now and Then (PAD - DAY 6)
Posting Something Now and Then
I visited my father today.
(Or perhaps, more apt: He visited me.)
In 1978, a middle-of-the-night phone call
(never a good sign) told me he had passed.
At that time, digital photography,
computers and the internet
were barely a blip on the screen of my future life,
and never to be a part of his.
The only “online” we shared
was with a fishing pole – he laughing
over turtles nibbling the lure from my line
and fleeing before I ever learned they were there.
Imagine my surprise
wandering my favorite haunt today,
seeking inspiration,
finding some pictures he'd posted
on my local site.
All photos by PSC / 2013-APR-06 |
POEM: (by PSC) Prompted by Robert Lee Brewer's Poetic Asides PAD Challenge for April:
2013-april-pad-challenge-day-6: a "post" poem
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The Garden (PAD - DAY 5)
The Garden
This event, decorated
by a most unusual Federation of flowers,
harbors an interesting history.
Each attendee, be they blossom or cactus,
inducted one by one was
first introduced by the (now apparently absent)
guest of honor; an individual
who delighted in adopting the un-
(happy, healthy, appreciated, accepted)
and nursing them to flourish
thereby increasing their worth.
Despite all appearances,
this one (seemingly defunct),
remains an ever-present addition,
planted, established and thriving
within this garden of her own creation.
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POEM: (by PSC) Prompted by Robert Lee Brewer's Poetic Asides PAD Challenge for April:
2013-april-pad-challenge-day-5: a "plus" poem
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Waking at 7am
on the 7th day of the month
anticipating the 7th prompt
yoga completed,
breakfast pending,
I step outside to pick up the Sunday paper
First scent of spring (finally!) blossoms; my smile blooms.
POEM: (by PSC) Prompted by Robert Lee Brewer's Poetic Asides PAD Challenge for April:
2013-april-pad-challenge-day-7: a sevenling
Only 7 days into the PAD and already I'm getting lazy. Blame it on a form poem assignment. :-|