Mountain Man (haiku string)*

his pilgrimage

unquestionably begins

~

between mountain range~

lays a valley richly green~

wildlife roaming free

~

upon horizon~

atmospheric changes seen~

grey clouds assemble

~

adventure awaits~

surrounded by nature’s wild~

tranquil silent peace

~

snow capped mountain peaks~

hide steep inclines rocky crags~

dangers of falling

~

challenging nature~

belies perilous journey~

mans need to conquer

~

never ends

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*Note: I started this for

The Sue Vincent Rodeo Classic

however I missed the entry date, so it goes. It was indeed hard to write exactly 99 syllables. I find it difficult limiting myself to a specific number of words that can be used. I did succeed with this one but I don’t know if I’ll attempt another any time soon. I have respect for those that can. The traditional mountain music is unique onto itself, steeped in long history. πŸŒŽβœŒπŸ»πŸ’™ Take care, be safe.

https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/25/mtb-middles-turns/

My Guitar Gently Weeping …*

taunt strings plucked and played~

reverberate vibrantly~

noted music played~

melody so passionate~

captivating too ones soul~

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Copyright Β© L. Gomez

* Footnote

The title is taken from the Beatles song: My Guitar Gently Weeping, which reaches deep within my soul. I’ve posted a link to the video, which is an artistic trifecta. Watch, listen, enjoy. 😊 🌎 ✌🏻 ❀️

The Last Time *

Go he’d say

Over and over

~

So many times it was

screamed in my ear,

followed by

his heavy hand

~

Going wasn’t an option

Only if I had listened

In my gut I knew

Nothing would change

Gonna stay just the same

~

So many times

thinking it was love,

deep down

knowing it was fear

~

Gone I’ll be soon enough

Only now finding the courage

Now finding a way to escape

Endng this β€˜love’ charade

~

Finally I obeyed you;

taking my child,

leaving you behind

while you were

out getting drunk.

~

No longer do I

hold my breath;

now I inhale

freedom

deeply.

oh so

sweetly!

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*Note: I started this for https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/22/goinggoinggone-poeming/ which was supposed to to be a quadrille using 44 words in all, excluding the title. I found that I couldn’t limit my words, nor my thoughts. So here you have the end result. (On average, nearly 20 people per minute are physically abused by an intimate partner in the United States. During one year, this equates to more than 10 million women and men. ncadv.org) Yes, there is a song. πŸŒŽβœŒπŸ»πŸ’™ Take care, be safe.

Joyful* (tanka)

Reposting from 060619

ordinary bath

water faucet runs sink fills

small child sits within

hair sudsy as hands splash wide

face explodes in happiness

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*Footnote:

As a parent I remember when my children were this age. I too would bathe them in the kitchen sink 😊 so fun also much easier.

πŸŒŽβœŒπŸ»β€οΈπŸ•Š

Handle with Caution *

Thinking I’d never have

need for it,

I pawned my heart

long ago.

Then you entered

my life, offering

me your love;

I handed you the

claim check,

willingly you took

possession of

my heart.

You promised to

hold it

tenderly,

lovingly,

careful never to

pull the pin

yet you did;

throwing it so far away it

shattered

into pieces.

Leaving me

once again to

mend it

together.

As I walked

out this time,

I tore up

the ticket,

throwing

it into the bin.

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*Note: This was written for https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2021/02/20/claim/

As always there is a song enjoy. πŸŒŽβœŒπŸ»πŸ’™ Take care, be safe.