Forgotten, But Not Left Behind

A Facebook Poem in Two Parts

(Hers)
Woke at 4 a.m.
with a start,
thinking,
He forgot 
something. 
Walked around
my house
with a flashlight, found
his cell phone on the dining
room table, ran into rainy
darkness, tapped on his
window as he was about
to drive away.

(His)
 ...about to drive
away
at 4 a.m. when
I heard a faint tapping
at the window...unlocked
the door and it opened to an
absolute beauty
standing in the misty
moonlight wearing only a
nightie
and my cell phone in her
hand...
Thank you, Linda! That was amazing!


[Composed with my husband, D.H.]

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The Promise

You know the old saying, "Better late than never." This photo is in response to Rebecca Barray's prompt, take a picture of the sky. 

Frost layers her life,
smoothing chafing
from promises within.
On the horizon, Heaven
peeks out, lighting her way
through the darkness.


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Frosty the Snowman

Bolton Carley's photo prompt was to take a picture that represents a holiday song. My picture and haiku are for, "Frosty the Snowman."

Smiles from everyone

that holiday time is near,

heartwarming Frosty.

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Adolescent Intolerance

Photo by Zanetta Hardy

Iceless skate blades dream
of dancing outside teenage
closet angst, flute’s

cadaver rests inside velvet-
lined sixth-grade coffin,
plush bears and bunnies

stuffed within childhood dump
of loved-and-left-behind,
a yellow tutu with the flounce

crushed out of it, elevator-
crowded acoustic guitar
flanked by clothes two sizes

too small, casino-bustier
dresses not yet filled out,
adolescent hormones shooting

boy-band crush projectiles,
a face every shade of red,
hair crimped

crooked like the path
she toddles, girl
to woman.


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