Month: May 2014

Pas de Deux

Caught in a perpetual pas seul,
Overburdened by loneliness,
Depressed, demi-plié to grand plié,
Grand plié to à terre…
Despondent, she grew weary.
The music fell upon deaf ears.
Her dance became motionless.
Defective and lifeless,
Her cavalier found her there.
He hoisted her listless form,
Presented her to the heavens,
And begged the deities for clemency.
In a show of mercy,
Her passion was resurrected.
Her vigor was restored.
Her grace was revived.
His devotion, their compassion,
Induced a pirouette of perseverance in her.
She became a virtuoso in his arms,
Soaring overhead in defiance of gravity.
Today they glide across the stage of life,
In demonstration of eternal gratitude,
Together in a flawless tour de force.

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In case you aren’t a ballerina…
à Terre: On the ground
Cavalier: Male partner of a ballerina
Demi-plié: Half bending at the knees
Grand plié: Full bending at the knees
Pas seul: Solo dance
Pirouette: Whirl or spin
Tour de force: A series of brilliant technical steps

Image courtesy of Yana182 on DeviantArt.com

 

TBT ~ Tragic Reunion: A Love Story

I’m still hammering out some changes to the novel currently in progress. I really need to decide on a title for that thing too. I am kicking around maybe “Criminal Element” or “Malice Aforethought”. I like them both but am not in love with either. Anyway, I digress…

Today’s post is actually one of my first posts. More accurately, it was my 2nd post ever and was put up on the day this blog was born. I hope you find it worthy of “Throwback Thursday”.

Tragic Reunion: A Love Story

Pay It Forward Day

I received an invitation on Facebook to participate today in a “Pay It Forward Day”. A woman arbitrarily picked a day and set the event. She invited her friends who in turn invited theirs until the number of individuals invited topped 28,000. It is clear that there are those out there willing to give a piece of themselves for the benefit of a complete stranger. It restores my faith in humanity. Typically I don’t need a designated day to randomly pay for someone’s coffee or give to someone in need. Nor would I ever mention it if I did pay for someone’s lunch in the drive-thru line. However, I am interested to see what difference this initiative can make when many people commit to making a difference all on the same day. Will it make a big enough splash so that the ripples continue all the way across the pond?

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Today cast a stone
Not at your enemy but
Into the lake of
Humanity and kindness
And spawn ripples far-reaching

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Do a Kindness Day on Facebook

The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors

I had so much fun writing my first blitz poem that I decided to indulge in another. This one is a bit on the darker side…

Beautiful nightmare
Beautiful disaster
Disaster relief
Disaster plans
Plans fail
Plans change
Change forever
Change the world
World Trade Center
World War
War machine
War games
Games of thrones
Games we play
Play house
Play dead
Dead pan
Dead air
Air pollution
Air Force
Force of nature
Force unseen
Unseen images
Unseen faces
Faces of death
Faces the music
Music notes
Music silenced
Silenced Glock
Silenced screams
Screams aloud
Screams my name
Name your price
Name in lights
Lights out
Lights a fire
Fire dancer
Fire and ice
Ice Queen
Ice storm
Storm the gates
Storm cloud
Cloud of smoke
Cloud my judgement
Judgment passed
Judgement night
Night terrors
Night is dark
Dark…
Terrors…

Teacher Appreciation

I am hard at work on the book today. However, my son and I did write this little poem last week so I thought I’d share. Last week was Teacher Appreciation Week at my 11-year-old’s school. They did a circus theme this year. There are three 6th grade classrooms and teachers. Being a teacher is incredibly challenging work and is greatly under-recognized. I don’t know how they do it. We wrote this for them as a way to say “Thank you for all that you do”:

The big top a school,
Three rooms are their rings.
They lead with the grace
Of flyers on swings.

They are ringmasters.
They juggle class clowns.
They reign in the monkeys
When they’re horsing around.

They sooth momma bears
When report cards spell doom.
Mounds of ungraded tests are
The elephant in the room.

They jump through hoops
Just like the big cats
To fulfill state requirements,
And maintain Knapp’s stats.

Their job is a circus.
They do it with ease,
Like an artist in flight
Upon a trapeze.

 

Image courtesy of Microsoft Word clipart.