Every morning up at five
stretching to punch through
the day and smile
even though it’s dark outside
I’ve been at this too long
trusting the path to turn
one way or the other
On it goes straight past
where I planted my seeds
Still waiting to sprout
trapped in dry sand
Degrees on my wall
fill up the space
giving me pride
for a job well done
But there’s still that
breath I hold inside
A parched throat
thirsty for rain
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Words: Timed free-verse (10 minutes), c.b.w. 2018
some days
I wake up
forgetting
I fell asleep
wiping blurred
dreams from
my eyes
reality looks
nothing like
I imagined
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free-verse, c.b.w. 2018
I. seriously soothing
wind chimes pull
me back and forth
cool evening wind
II. sleeping silly
grandma’s favorite
dream let her fly
like superman
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Image: Windblown Grass Across the Moon – Hiroshige, WikiArt.org
Words: senryu, c.b.w. 2016
Part of the 2016 April Poem A Day Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest) for the April 12 prompt: serious/silly.
I.
smiling to stop
questions that pry
what hurts is mine
II.
a familiar face
walks through the door
I turn away
III.
2 a.m. – a storm
rages my dreams
keep me safe
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Image: The Storm – Theodore Gericault, WikiArt.org
Words: senryu, c.b.w. 2016
Part of the 2016 April Poem A Day Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest) for the April 9 prompt: hide out.
Up in the trees
my wistful dreams
Follow the breeze
and warm green leaves
A peaceful retreat
for hope to keep
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Photo: A really beautiful tree in Killarney, Ireland, c.b.w. 2009
Words: c.b.w. 2015
C.B. Wentworth 