Raspberries and the Glory . It is such a graceful name. .For such an awful curse- . "Morning Glory" . Say it and what do you see? . It brings me No thoughts of a Beautiful start to any day, Rather, I see a choking weed that Was once my responsibility To clear away from …
BTT #33.2: Orphan Shoe
Originally posted ON JUNE 5, 2018 BY LONA GYNT. Doing a rerun. Orphan Shoe Searched all nightFor lambs lost.For coinsWhole joint was tossed.But cobblers knowNeither flock nor treasure.Upon what baseWas fit my measure?Born of neitherGold or nursing mother,I was lost.You just shrugged,Sat downAnd stitched another ··· Lona Gynt, June 2018 Copyright, All rights for text and photos reserved …
BTT #77: Encircled.
(trigger warning- contains mention of prior attempted suicide some years ago- I am happy to say none of that is going on now) Encircled . To begin again I must find the strength To remember All that Almost never was That day I did not Drive my car into a wall. I am not ashamed …
BTT 31.2 A Death in the Wild
This is a rerun from 2018 when Jilly at dVerse Poets pub prompted us to take a walk in the wild. This is actually not quite just a rerun, but a slight revision of the original poem. Here is the link to the original prompt. https://dversepoets.com/2018/05/01/lets-get-wild/ . A Death in the Wild · A …
BTT 71.2: In the music of a quiet morning.
I married my sweet Carly Danyel yesterday. I read this poem at our wedding, so I am reposting it again today. LOVE YOU SWEET CARLY BIRD!!! In the Music of a Quiet Morning . In the music of a quiet morning I am listening to small creatures Singing in the threatened line of trees Hiding …
BTT #76: WAR
bY lOnA gYnT fEbRuArY 2021. aLl RiGhTs ReSeRvEd. PoStEd To DvErSe WhErE bJoRn AsKs Us To WrItE aBoUt WaR gOd HeLp Us aLl. https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/02/poetics-war-poetry-2/ this was hard to read on a small screen, so here is a transcript. . WAR . NOW is the time for all men to answer the call to stand for …
BTT #75: Little Window
Little Window . When I was quite young, I would often lie awake in the top bunk in the basement room I shared with my brother. Sometimes I would switch my pillow down to the where the foot of the bed came up against a window that looked out at ground level into the fields …
BTT #59.2: So you think you are better than Lady Macbeth?
This is a rerun, first posted in 2019. The pandemic is a killer, and has been so exhausting, but we might need a reminder that the damage we inflict on each other may be the more insoluble problem. . Image is from poster of the 2015 Movie directed by Jason Kurzel, with Marion Cotillard and …
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BTT# 75: Let Go
Let Go . You held me tightly In the morning As breezes Lifted from a Quiet sea. . I counted out The reasons that Circled round And held us there Entwined upon the sand. . I felt them Wrap around me. . The memory Of your skin. The promises I made …
BTT #74: Memory of a park bench on a winter night
Memory of a park bench on a winter night . We may say We seek the light, When in fact it hardly Ever lets us go, Surrounding us in Its patient holds It has us, we children Thinking we feel so Searchingly the need To open, look and see. . But it can Still surprise …
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Scattered thoughts made a little more random 