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Sonnet for a Butcher

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Tiny prequel here:

A good friend had a heart attack. And though I meant to write him a hopeful recovery poem, this is what I ended up with. He is a poet, a musician and a good friend. Hope you feel well soon, Patrick.

The Butcher

Face open to the world’s prying eyes
every hard-won victory glow shining
every long-battled sorrow pining
gleeful grinning joy in jumbo-size
battered heart-on-sleeve without disguise
beauty and pain so clearly shining
from the Puckish man whose only prize
is love without needless defining
embracing life, but when that heart quailed,
he understood at once and clearly
a broken heart can kill you dead as hell
and so through world-weary pain travailed
it’s no surprise he’s loved so dearly
because we love our broken poets well.

 

Blame the Dark

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Fireflies, Tsukioka Kogyo woodcut with hand colouring-1910

Fireflies, Tsukioka Kogyo woodcut with hand colouring-1910

Blame the Dark

The hours when thoughts grow deeper;
wayward, sometimes whimsical.
They wander into fantasy
and invention, conceiving possible
nightmares and delusions and fancies.
Long nights when sleep is elusive
and illogical visions seem persuasive and real.
Thoughts like empty rooms
echoing with thunder.
Lost memories come to roost:
blaming, scorching, bleeding,
mangling, crippling, shattering.
Resistant hearts struggle
quail, agonize, quiver, weep,
wait, longing for some release:
sleep or day
or death.

Maya

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Maya
I thought I saw you once
in Rockefeller Plaza
My heart almost stopped.
The way your words
brought me to life,
changed my thinking
reading
you.

And then again, at
Grand Central Station,
that adrenaline-filled hope
almost-come-true,
but no.

Now, I’ll never have
that almost-chance
again.

But your words,
they live on.

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Dandilion

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Dandilions

First a balled-up leaf
pushing up and out,
bolder than winter-
weary grass and spikes
of snowdrop.

Unfurling, the jagged
spears of leaves spread,
a web of sorts for
sunny yellow blossoms.

In time, fully flowered,
gone to seed, the winged
kites are ready to fly with
a stray puff of wind or
childish breath.

Dandilions by Leah Praytor

Dandilions by Leah Praytor

 

A note: The photo above was taken by my hugely talented cousin, Leah. She has a book of wildflowers one can purchase on Shutterfly. She’s amazing. :)

Celtic Knotwork

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Celtic triple knot

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Celtic knots, twist and bend
spirals twine without an end
forming subtle shapes to ponder
Mystery is mixed with wonder
Meditating through the tangle
Angle mangle wrangle strangle
Til at last one finds the end
And then at once begin again
Celtic knots, twist and bend
spirals twine without an end

 

Celtic love knot

2-gether 4-ever

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heart locks

2-gether 4-ever

Ps & Qs
To & fro
Ins &outs
Stop & go
Bat & ball
Shirt & tie
Hat & coat
Hot & cold
Tea & cake
Sand & sea
Mike & Ike
Yin & yang
Rock & roll
Gin & tonic
Up & down
Ben & Jerry
Chips & dip
Right & left
Night & day
Cats & dogs
Pros & cons
Ham & eggs
Boys & girls
Tom & Jerry
Sun & moon
Thick & thin
Fish & chips
Light & dark
Bert & Ernie
Back & forth
Adam & Eve
Rum & Coke
Wine & roses
Soap & water
Salt & pepper
Milk & honey
Ricky & Lucy
Bacon & eggs
Jekyll & Hyde
Amos & Andy
Socks & shoes
Burns & Allen
Tarzan & Jane
Table & chairs
Bread & butter
Milk & cookies
Bonny & Clyde
Franks & beans
Laurel & Hardy
Bogey & Bacall
Washer & dryer
Romeo & Juliet
Coffee & cream
Rhythm & blues
Arm & Hammer
Needle & thread
Biscuits & gravy
Tears & laughter
Batman & Robin
Smith & Wesson
Peaches & cream
Cake & ice cream
Frankie & Johnny
Crimson & clover
Abbott & Costello
Lady & the Tramp
Beavis & Butthead
Macaroni & cheese
Beauty & the Beast
Ketchup & mustard
Popeye & Olive Oyl
Lightning & thunder
The birds & the bees
Peanut butter & jelly
The moon & the stars
Chicken & dumplings
Spaghetti & meatballs
Napoleon & Josephine
Corned beef & cabbage
The Owl & the Pussycat
Mashed potatoes & gravy
Tweedledee & Tweedledum
Ginger Rogers & Fred Astaire

Loss

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Please forgive the sadness here lately; it’s not maudlin and it’s not personal, but a writer friend’s husband passed away and it’s made me ponder her loss. I know it’s normal, generally, for life and death is part of our existence, but when a person individually loses someone they love deeply, it’s just so sad. Anyway, I’ll try to be more uplifting soon.

broken seashell

Loss

Tumbling like a broken shell
Tossed into grief with no warning
Feeling lost, alone on the swells
Tumbling like a broken shell
This loss is hard, a fresh new hell
Far too young to be in mourning
Tumbled like a broken shell
Tossed into grief with no warning

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