An ACOA’s Confession

Published July 12, 2019 by Nan Mykel

This old violin has lost

some of her strings

and like many an ACOA*

she’s filled to the brim

with lizards, and things

but mainly her stuffing is jello.

When I awoke in the night

and turned on the light

I prayed (to the Universe)

that today would be free

in its entirety

of fight.

*Adult Children of Alcoholics

A Tree Library

While continuing to try to continue organizing “my stuff” I came across a passel of earlier poems. I don’t know which have made their appearance in this blog and/or d’Verse, but I just felt like giving them a run-through again. One a Day takes the —what was it?—away. Since I love my Media Library, I think I’ll add a random pix, also. (This must be what happens when you start getting old.)

Writing a Poem

Published March 18, 2019 by Nan Mykel

I’m writing a poem,

waiting for an image

to lead me on while eating

Greek yogurt…No, can’t

do both at the same time.

Now I am writing a poem,

my eyes closed…………….

A snapping turtle. I’m falling

asleep. No, I must do this.

Why did Socrates drink

hemlock? Maybe if I lie down…

Got it! Helpless worms who

drown in a downpour. And

unsuspecting turkeys who raise

their heads, drink the rain and

die. I didn’t use to know that.

Of course! My offstage image

has arrived: water. . . Tears.

No wonder it took me so long to

recall New Zealand, Parkland,

Jumal Khashoggi, refugees,

children in cages, climate change

and the raccoon who was tortured

to death in my hometown. And no,

I shed no tears for the devil.

Nan

Old-Fashioned Politicking

Published March 1, 2019 by Nan Mykel

THE POET FOR COUNCILMAN

To The Voters of the Town of Martinsville

Two years ago as you know well

The Ticket bore my name

And if you scratched it off or not

I thanked you just the same

Again I ask for your support

Not that I claim to be

A better man than others are

For all of you know me

But promising to ever stand

For what is just and true

I will simply sign my name

And leave rsults with you.

Yours to serve,

J.L. Minter, The Shoe Maker (?)

(An early Henry County Bulletin of Martinsville, Va.)

Things — A Poem

Published February 4, 2019 by Nan Mykel

THINGS

They say it isn’t nice

to love things as well as life

but hoarders know that things will stay

when others in their lives go way.

My things all around me pile,

big Mama to the little child.

Old letters calling to my mind,

tales from those who are left behind.

Wise old Yoda looks back at me

as though to say, “It’s me and thee.”

I Enjoyed and Recommend…

Published January 2, 2019 by Nan Mykel

The poem “Living,” by C. D. Wright on 1/2/19’s Poetry Foundation today.

Interesting poetry form.

Image: Pinterest added by me

TWO ANIMALS — a poemette

Published November 23, 2018 by Nan Mykel

On a path two

interplanetary

beings meet:

human animal and

animal animal.

Is one food

for the other?

Who will move

first, and where?

Whose fear is

that in the air?

Reason has instinct

by the throat, or

is it the other

way around?

Tethered by memories

of other meetings on

other paths, the two

step cautiously by.

New Roommate, Reblogged Poem Fragment by lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown

Published November 17, 2018 by Nan Mykel

Love it!

lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown

New Roommate, Chapter 2

I have the need to be alone, to hide away, sequester,
but my roommate never leaves the room! She’s somewhat of a nester.
She seems to be ensconced here with her creepy boyfriend Lester,
and my irritation’s turned into a boil about to fester.
I may not make it to the end of the next semester
when I can find a roommate who is less of a rester.
She can be a talker or messy or a jester.
She can use my makeup, wear my clothes or gripe and pester.
In fact, I will take anyone short of a child molester,
so long as she’s a roamer—a gad-about, a quester!!!!

See Chapter 1 HERE.

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/16/sequester/

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A Poem Can Be About Anything

Published November 10, 2018 by Nan Mykel

I wonder if…

A Poem Can Be About Anything

What shall I share today of me;

the shades that sleep under my tree?

The wild dogs of the night who drool,

or getting an A while yet in school?

Poems mirror the mind, you know.

What’re the parts we’re willing to show?

Blood from a refugee’s eyeball

pooling on the floor at the mall?

Or perchance Paul, my sixth grade crush

forgot later in life’s mad rush;

the spear point found atop the soil

speaking loud as any gargoyle.

The soft fur of Gracie, my love

who looks after me from above;

we oft don’t speak full truth in here,

hoping instead to spread good cheer,

leaving old timbers to shake–

from an underground earthquake,

echoing the ocean’s great roar

contained yet by the shore.

Careful not to rip the bridal veil,

crawling along the moth-eaten trail

we sing out long our private song

which from Darwin’s book we took.

I Embrace- A Poem

Published October 15, 2018 by Nan Mykel

I embrace

the green mountain bosoms

of the Great Smokies

and the calming silence

of the lake early mornings,

quiet save the splash

of a fish in the rising mist,

reassuring that

after all is said and done,

there was a time

in living memory

when things were better.

ADVICE

Published April 29, 2018 by Nan Mykel

Dwell not on finding Truth my friend

for it shall drive you mad.

The eyes that spy the way things are

will only leave you sad.

Bedlam is filled with clear-eyed folk

whose blinders were shorn away.

Unalloyed truth can scorch

and even love betray.

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An ACOA’s Confession

Writing a Poem

Old-Fashioned Politicking

Things — A Poem

I Enjoyed and Recommend…

TWO ANIMALS — a poemette

New Roommate, Reblogged Poem Fragment by lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown

A Poem Can Be About Anything

I Embrace- A Poem

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