Fading Fast

Summer temperatures in the 90s F have kept us inside. Covid-19 all around us has taken the lives of thousands. Being in the high risk age group it does make me wonder how all this will play out. So far we have been in good health, but we realize that could change rather quickly. We go on with our life taking precautions, wearing masks, and using common sense.

Dried in summer heat

Many around me dropping

Still showing color

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

My Life Goes On

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If I should find this my last day
Looking back on my work and play
Life is the place where joy and sorrow meet
A roller coaster ride of ups and downs.

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Struggles, pain, and joys abound
Making me stronger // standing my ground;
Becoming the man who bears my name.
The image of my creator reflected in my face;
Not perfect // but full of love and amazing grace…
A shadow of the divine embracing a much better place.

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Life goes on be it here or there…
In our children // in their children
His face is everywhere;
Reflections of love immeasurable power…
Strength for today and hope for each hour
Passing on down through the thread of life
So fragile // so dear // so full of strife

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If this were to be my last day,
With sorrow’s leaving I would surely say,
“I’m not gone I’m here to stay!”

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, we were asked to write a poem written with the first person “I am” included in it.  This is a poem about ourselves. This poem looks a life from my aging perspective, realizing that even though I may pass on, my life goes on. We are created in the image of our creator and that is in our DNA. It gets passed on from me to my children and grandchildren. So in that perspective life goes on.

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Our Children

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How fast they grow leaving us behind
Dependent creatures with insatiable needs
Little bundles of joy crying at every whim
Now grown, mature, and independent
It was our original goal from the start
Sort of like wanting to go to heaven
Just not now
Life moves on and so do they
Taking our hearts leaving an empty chair
Sometimes detours got in the way
We tried our best not to get in their way.
Although we worked so very hard
Some will stay,
Needing our nurture and strength
Yet another day.
Whatever the outcome life moves on
Slowly leaving us behind to observe
With pride and joy the persons
They have become.
And… whether they go or stay
We love them anyway.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Life is a Poem

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Life is a Poem
Everything in life is a poem waiting to be written.
Most do not hear the poets call or feel the inspiration
But for those who look and listen there is music ;
poems to be written // deep emotions to be felt
that can only be expressed in words.

 

Those who pause // make life stand still
and open their soul …
They understand it loud and clear.
as words resonate // echoing through the mind

 

Poets are like pleasant speed bumps
that slow you down and make you listen;
Sometimes giving you a big jolt
When you least expect it.

 

Poets are fearless prophets // writing of love and hate
Politics and Religion // joy and strength;
Raising consciousness //challenging norms;
Searching for words that express Truth
Bringing Light to the world.

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Inspired by Charlie’s poem “Just Beneath the surface”

https://lifeinportofino.wordpress.com/2017/08/02/just-beneath-the-surface/

Widening Circles

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I am just a stone skipping // making widening circles in the pond of life
I used to be a light flat stone skipping across the water // then dipping in
Circles spreading their affects on everything around
Some people make a big splash to send out widening circles
I want to be the one who skips across the pond
Now, I ‘m on my seventh hop before I drop to the bottom!
Widening Circles spread and then level out

Photo: Paul H.White

Calling Lake, Alberta  Canada

 

Downpour

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The rain downpour brings with it gully-washers, soon filling banks and overflowing everything in its path. But, no one sits beside a gully-washer. Most prefer a beautiful slow flowing stream. This is the story of our lives. Happiness comes and goes, while joy is that continual flow that makes life worthwhile.
Happiness rises
Sudden burst of energy
Joy bubbles along

Today at d’Verse Sarah asked us to write a poem about the rain. Seems it rained every day last week. This week the sun is out and my garden is thankful!

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Choices

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It pains my heart to see the way one policeman’s deadly action has reopened the door to division and strife that has been stewing for years in the United States. Peaceful protests are very much in order, but the violence of opportunistic looters and destructive vandalism in no way honors the memory of George Floyd. How can one call for respect when their actions show otherwise. The lack of wisdom and understanding in this situation is very disheartening!

Choices affect everyone;
changing the course of a nation
Choices are the difference between life and death;
altering the lives of everyone around us.
Wise choices lead to life…
“Above all, seek wisdom and understanding…” Proverbs

Painting: Dwight L. Roth

The Edge of Light

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Dark sleep rises at the edge of daylight
Dreams of life that chased around the labyrinth
gone // lost forever // not to be recalled
Squinting I see the light of a new day
Hesitant to open my eyes, I reluctantly rise
Walking through the door of a new day
Into a room filled with welcoming light
Grateful to be alive my spirit rises

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Lara at d’Verse asked us to choose a room to write about. Rooms almost always have doors to pass through, so this is the theme of my poem. This poem began this morning as I was trying to wake up! It also took me to a deeper meaning as I come into the winter of my life.

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A Sad Twist

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Life is full of twists
and turns // suddenly blowing
changing everything;
Full of dragon’s breath fury
Destroying all in its path.

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Photo of my tree today: Dwight L. Roth

A follow up of the five-line Japanese poetry given to us yesterday on d’Verse Poets Pub. The form I am trying to do here is Kyoka!  Today I lost the top half of my maple tree, so I could laugh or cry … or write a poem about it!! Inspiration can be found in all of life!

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Kyoka is to the senryu what tanka is to the haiku. That is, Kyoka is a five-line form of parody poetry. While tanka savors the nature/human nature intersection with heart and pathos, kyoka explores just human nature, usually in as satirical a way as possible. Or, at the very least, in a self-deprecating way.

 

 

When Death Comes Knocking

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It does make us rethink life when death is knocking
making us withdraw into our cocoons
Time to rethink our way of life // our values // our purpose
while we quarantine in our homes
Forced reflection demanded when death offers its portal
Looking out on quiet streets
Neighbors now masked strangers
Some live in fear // most take precautions
Others choose denial // finding reality hard to face
We now live in a time warp somewhere out in space
Getting prepared to make entrance
into a strange new world
Uncertain what walking through this portal may reveal
We step out cautiously and do as we’re told
Life is precious // some will die // most will live
We just hope and pray death’s portal
is not our chamber door

Staircase Painting: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Anmol asked to consider the word portal for our prompt today! As we move into a new way of living with the dangers that are all around us, I chose to write about how it affects us mentally as well as physically.

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