Time

Weekend Mini-challenge 

For Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

With picture prompt from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie 

sharing with Poets United Poetry Pantry

After midnight we turn
into what we were
party's over
masks are dropped

Locking ourselves
in rooms of regret
we question the realities
of time after time

Like Alice the sign says eat
we do
the hands drop from time
as Poe's Raven screams Nevermore

Secrets

The ground held secrets
Shivering  in rows
Packed
With deep roots
Counting time
Mending
Planning to heal
Gathering strength
For the time
They burst forth
With a growl
Knowing secrets
Are never hidden
From Heaven

Written for Poets United  Imagirary Gardens With Real Toads and The Sunday Whirl

For Poetry Jam...Walking

A Walk To Inspire at Poetry Jam is a challenge I found through a wonderful poet, Brian.  I thought I might give it a try.  I picked the wrong morning as beautiful days flowed by me this week today I chose to walk.


Winds strong enough to ruffle
Tail feathers on a metal rooster
I walked into the wind
Willing inspiration

I wondered why I picked today
A colder day than any this week
The  ground wet with last night's rain
The sand marked with flows past

Leaves danced in straight lines
A chorus line of early winter
Scattered like my thoughts
Over the winter landscape

Inspiration had been my goal
The day chased me indoors
With no thoughts
Except the price of heating fuel.