Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Buoyant

Buoyant.

What a great word. If we say something is buoyant, we could be saying it is light or possibly tough. It might be afloat or maybe flexible. If I’m buoyant, am I resistant, optimistic, or both?  Has this last year been a buoyant one? If you define it as tough, then yep. But carefree? Not so much!

But, weirdly, as I commemorate my birthday week, it seems the perfect word.

I am positively buoyant that my work is featured in The Sound of Brilliance. I’ve been a bit overworked, so I’m late to say THANK YOU to Susi Bocks and The Short of It for choosing me and for all her hard work getting the book published! I am truly afloat! You can also see a preview of my piece (and Susi’s hard work) in the Edge of Humanity Magazine.

I’m also buoyant after finding out this morning that a piece I submitted over one year ago (!) is being published in an upcoming issue of 50 Haikus: The Serious Poetry Journal with the Funny Name. I am feeling quite happy about it!

I feel remarkably buoyant after weathering this last year. I HAVE been tough and resistant. I’ve also been lucky to have friends and family that have helped keep me afloat (or should I say buoyant).

And I’m trying to feel buoyant about the unfolding days of my next year of life. We could all use some optimism!

So here’s to the light, resistant, tough, and hopefully happy tomorrows.

And of course, I must commemorate by day of birth with a haiku!

another year gone

and I may not be carefree

but still I’m buoyant

Thanks for the inspiration to Fandango’s FOWC BUOYANT and to Susi for being such a great supporter for my work.

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Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

saving ourselves

I’m bought and worn, but

I ain’t no dupe to trick, so

mask on, show up, vote

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Photo by Retha Ferguson on Pexels.com

No one’s coming to save us so we must save ourselves. MASK ON. SHOW UP. VOTE.

Thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie for giving me a forum to vent.

Haiku & Other Poetry, History, tutto e niente

turn to stone

stop hiding your face

silently wishing for change

turn to stone no more

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Thanks to Ronovan Writes for the word prompts (face / change) that fit perfectly with the  Sunday Photo fiction prompt. Photo courtesy of Pixabay

Not sure if I’m interpreting the lyrics as intended but they inspired me as well …

Turn To Stone (written and performed by Joe Walsh)

Hey now, the well run dry
Pages of your book on fire
Read the writing
On the wall
Hoe down, it’s a show-down
Ev’rywhere you look, we’re fighting
Hear the call
And you know it’s gettin’ stronger
I can’t last very much longer
Turn to stone
Well there’s a change in the wind
You know the signs don’t lie
Such a strange feelin’
And I don’t know why it’s takin’
Such a long time
Backyard people
And they work all day
Tired of the speeches and the way
That the reasons keep changin’
Just to make the words rhyme
And you know it’s gettin’ stronger
Can’t make ’em run much longer
Turn to stone