Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Poetry Month: Nighttime Chorus

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I fizzled.  However, I'm going to end with a poem today thanks to the young writers I visited today.  

Today's inspiration:  young poets 






Monday, April 22, 2019

Poetry Month: Poems Do Not Come Easily 22 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  writer's block 


Photo by Jan Kahánek on Unsplash
Poems do not come as easily,
when your pencil
has been resting in a drawer,
your notebook slumbering
on a nearby shelf.

Poems do not come easily,
when your eyes have been closed,
ignoring the beauty
that encircles you:
the budding trees,
the blossoms dancing,
the robins nesting.

Poems do not come easily,
when you no longer pause
to listen to the sounds
that surround you:
the spring peeper's song,
the cheery chirp of morning,
the babble of the creek.

Poems do not come easily,
when you no longer notice
the stories that await words
to awaken them:
the subtle metaphor missing,
connections unnoticed,
moments passing without regard.

Poems do not come easily,
when your pencil
has been resting in a drawer,
the blank pages of your notebook
wondering where you've been.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019




Sunday, April 21, 2019

Poetry Month: Rest, Oh Robin, Rest 21 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  the crazy robin who has nested in a tree by our sidewalk




Robin
tormented,
crashes into glass,
collides with windows,
thumps against mirrors.
Each morning
the fight begins
to protect
the nest.                                  
defending,
guarding,
his only enemy...

himself.



Saturday, April 20, 2019

Poetry Month: Your Stories Are Welcome Here 20 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  the stories that have been silenced 

The world will work
to silence you,
to tuck your stories
into a corner.

It will mute your cry,
overlook your challenges,
turn away, as tears
fall down your cheeks.

Reach for your pen and paper,
learn to tell your stories,
start with the simple,
so later you can raise your voice.

Sit down beside me,
tell me about the tooth you lost,
the pet that stands by your side,
the tales of your childhood.

When the world refuses to listen,
rise above the silence
that surrounds you,
tell your truth.

Your stories are welcome here.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019









Friday, April 19, 2019

Poetry Month: Spring Blossoms 19 of 30


It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  weeping cherry blossoms (more signs of spring!) 






Thursday, April 18, 2019

Poetry Month: what was saved? 18 fo 30


It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a stop by Mary Lee's poem, After the Fire.
Like Mary Lee, I still think about the fire.  What stays with me is the way spokespeople for the cathedral insist on staying focused on what was saved.  I can't imagine what might be possible if we all focused on the strengths of all around us.  



what was saved?

Images flashed,
fire raged,
hearts broke,
as the cathedral
burned.

Journalists raced
to the scene
for the story, asking:
"How much was
lost?"

Cathedral personal
refused to talk
about dollars,
damage,
loss.

Instead
turning their eyes
to what was saved,
salvageable.  Narrative
shifting.

In the eve
of tremendous loss,
plans to treasure
items
saved.

Lessons in hope.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019




Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Poetry Month: Puzzled 17 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a challenging puzzle 


Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Poetry Month: Tiny Pleasures 16 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  Tiny Pleasures calendar

Tiny Pleasures

morning coffee,
time to read,
sunrise.

quiet drive,
a favorite song,
extra time.

lunch with a friend,
a surprise text,
friendship.

good conversation,
a smile,
laughter.

heron spotting,
a hummingbird,
patio-time.

family time,
dinner out,
joy.

tiny pleasures
abound.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019

Monday, April 15, 2019

Poetry Month: Possum Paradise 15 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  our backyard opossum who seems to move from one home to another (okay, maybe there's an extended opossum family in my yard, but that's a different poem) 


Possum Paradise

I'm living the life,
just so you know.
With a home for the spring
and a home for the snow.

An abandoned nest tucked
underneath of the shed:
the perfect location
for my warm cozy bed.

When winter gets icy
I've another fine place,
just under the house,
once a deserted space.

When the days fill with sunshine,
it's off to the wild,
to my retreat in the woods
where the sticks I have piled.

I've got a waterside view
when the rain comes in spring.
In summer the garden
is my favorite thing.

With ticks from tall grass,
bird feeders with seed,
frogs in the puddles,
I've got all I need.

Most possums have one home,
but I've quite a few:
a possum paradise
with a beautiful view.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019








Sunday, April 14, 2019

Poetry Month: The Rabbit Hole of Poetry 14 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  surfing poets and poetry on the web 



The Rabbit Hole of Poetry 

This morning as the rain  
pitter-pattered on the window  
I fell into the rabbit hole of poetry.
Words danced across pages,  
tap-tapping in my ear. 

It wasn't long until  
I found myself learning of poets:  
those I've loved always, 
those new to me,  
those shaping the poetry world for all. 

As the rain danced on the patio
in a gentle waltz, 
each line of poetry glided 
in perfectly arranged stanzas 
causing me to pause in admiration. 

Puddles formed as each drop fell 
creating circular rhythmic ripples. 
I read on as poets carefully 
placed each word on the page, 
their cadence one of comfort. 

The sky quieted to gray 
as to draw our eye to the rain.
Each poem's placement on the page 
framing the weight of words 
the poet thoughtfully penned.  

The rain continued for hours 
and I was lost without a care, 
taking in every adventure, 
wrestling with every sadness, 
in a world created by poets.


© Cathy L. Mere, 2019 




My Favorite Stops Along the Way



Gotta go....I'm going to continue the adventure.   I hope you'll share your favorite poetry stops.  They'll be perfect for the next rainy day.  





Saturday, April 13, 2019

Poetry Month: Green Again 13 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  the sudden change from brown to green



Friday, April 12, 2019

Poetry Month: Affirmation 12 of 30

It's Poetry Friday.  Today's roundup is hosted by Irene Latham at Live Your Poem.  

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a picture book moment


She opened the book,
page after page turned
in silent contemplation.

She slowly looked up,
a deep pause
settled around her.

Her outstretched hand
moving back and forth
on the smooth cover.

Her brown eyes fixed on mine,
exchanged a thousand words
in silence.

Words from the pages
taken in,
bared stories long forgotten.

Confirmation that she
was not alone
in her experience.

Affirmation that she mattered
found in the pages
of a book.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019














Thursday, April 11, 2019

Poetry Month: Spring Promise 11 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  arrival of our daffodils...the start of the spring parade of color


Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Poetry Month: Twenty-Somethings 9 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a few challenges in the lives of my twenty-somethings

Nobody tells you about twenty-somethings,
when you're busy changing diapers,
chasing toddlers around the house,
when you flop into bed exhausted.

Nobody tells you about the challenge
that lies ahead
waiting.

Nobody tells you about twenty-somethings,
when you're getting everyone ready for school,
making sure breakfast is served
and lunches are packed.

Nobody tells you what it will be like,
all those years beyond your
now.

Nobody tells you about twenty-somethings,
when you're rushing from work
to transport kids from one event to another,
trying to squeeze dinner in wherever it might fit.

Nobody even hints at those days,
coming just as fast as as everyone
says.

Nobody tells you about twenty-somethings,
when you fall into bed exhausted,
day after day trying to find the energy
to do your best.

Nobody can really make you understand,
the road you'll soon
travel.

Nobody tells you about twenty-somethings,
as you're watching your kids
find their way in the world
one open door at a time.

Before you know it,
there you stand in your tomorrows
hoping.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019


Monday, April 8, 2019

Poetry Month: Sunset Reflections 8 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a colorful sunset 


Sunday, April 7, 2019

Poetry Month: Backyard Chorus 7 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a peeper chorus


Backyard Chorus
The sun slides,
slipping
out of sight.

In the gray-blue
of in-between
the chorus erupts.

First one peep,
then another.
Spring peepers serenade.

Until the chorus
echoes
in the dark night.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019



Saturday, April 6, 2019

Poetry Month: Tiny Daffodils 6 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration:  a new flower pops!









Friday, April 5, 2019

Poetry Month: A Wish Lost 5 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.


It's also Poetry Friday.  Today Karen Edminsten is hosting the roundup.  Stop by for today's dose of poetry! 

Today's inspiration: the night sky



A Wish Lost

The black night
has a lure of its own.
In this deepest dark
the stars call to us;
the sky given
its moment to feel
more important
than the earth below.

In this dark of night,
it's impossible
not to look up,
not be drawn into
the shimmer of stars.

My eyes,
captivated by the glistening
pins of light,
note movement.
A star shoots
across the night sky.
"What's your wish?"
it asks as it slowly
draws a line
on the ebony canvas.

My wish?
How could I not
have a wish?
How could I not
have one ready?

The shooting star
patiently waits,
glimmering as it glides
it in its final dance.
I watch,
mesmerized.

Though I watch,
I cannot find a wish.
Not one for myself.
Not one for someone else.
Not even one for the world.
I hope someone,
somewhere,
captured that star,
finding their wish.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Poetry Month: A Cup of Memory 3 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration: coffee

For years 
I sat beside
grandpa
stirring
chocolate milk.

Grandpa added 
a bit of cream
to his coffee;
another detail
to his story.

He was the only one I knew
who changed 
his coffee 
from black
to tan.

Grandma, 
her coffee always black,
added ice cubes,
making iced coffee
before it was cool.

At my mother-in-law's
the coffee pot was always on.
She could pour a late night cup,
drink it,
and then go to bed.

Grams liked her coffee hot.
She loved when the waitress
returned 
with the pot of coffee
to warm her cup.

Here I stand 
pouring
my cup of coffee
hearing their voices
wishing...

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Poetry Month: Evening Walk 2 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration: an evening walk


The sun shines
its evening light,
dancing in skies
of blue.

The grass,
once brown,
begins to show signs
of green.

The ground,
once empty,
now popping with hints
of daffodils.

The air,
no longer cold,
invites everyone out
for the evening.

The stream,
no longer frozen,
gurgles and sings
of spring.

Finally,
an evening walk.

© Cathy L. Mere, 2019







Monday, April 1, 2019

Poetry Month: Don't Be a Fool 1 of 30

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I'll hoping to write a poem every day this month.  I've decided to keep it simple this year.  I'm going to write about whatever strikes me each day.  I suppose it will be like a rollercoaster ride of poetry.  You'll never be quite sure what you're in for from day to day.

Today's inspiration comes from Mother Nature --- and the calendar.



Each spring
Mother Nature plays a cruel joke
on duck pairs passing through.
She sends buckets of rain
from the sky 
until
the backyard fills 
with water unable to escape.
In the evening sun,
it looks like a small pond;
perfect for 
a quiet summer home,
finding food,
raising a duck family.
Duck pairs stop, 
sure they've found the home
for them.
Unaware that the water 
isn't here to stay. 
It's Mother Nature's 
April Fool.  

Cathy L. Mere, 2019




Poetry Month: Nighttime Chorus

It's here!  It's National Poetry Month!  I fizzled.  However, I'm going to end with a poem today thanks to the young writers I v...