Anniversary – #VJsWeeklyChallenge #Haibun #Cinquain

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An anniversary, another date on a calendar already filled with them. And still we celebrate, or mourn, or both at the same time, if that’s even possible.

The end of the year is a rocky one for our family. My husband’s birthday is November 4th. The same day his father passed away, at the age of 55. I try to do what I can to make the day happy for him, and at the same time, honor my father-in-law’s passing. He was very much a dad to me when my own father, aged 57, passed a mere five months after Neil and I married.

We spent a week with my dad in Florida, as part of our two week honeymoon, and for that I will be forever grateful. It’s like he knew he was leaving soon, and getting his house in order while I was there. He passed away on New Year’s Eve 1985, one day after we spoke and said we’d be calling to wish each other a great year ahead. I never had that chance. Instead, I was wakened by a phone call at 1AM telling me he was gone.

I suppose we all have memories of loved ones who have passed. Some may not impact us as much as others, while the really significant ones hit hard.

My father–in-law encouraged me to be a writer. He himself was a published author, a Faulkner Scholar and a Professor of English. I can only hope I am honoring his legacy and making him proud. My dad taught me how to live life. He had more friends than I can ever count, and everyone loved him. I hope I am, also, honoring his vision of living.

Two men

Whose time has passed

Leave behind two children

Encouragement to carry on

Honored

 

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #45: Anniversary

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Not Just My Verse, Your Two Two, Too – The Bucket List – #poetrychallenge

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Bucket (List) of Verses

Rory at A Guy Called Bloke, started this fun challenge in poem form and Christine passed the challenge on to me.

Rory’s Instructions:
I will choose a topic, write four lines of Rhyming Verse then l will tag one of my readers who will in turn add four lines of Rhyming Verse to my mine and Tag one of their own readers, and then it is a case of wash rinse repeat and let’s see how far our topic goes in so far as a Rhyme?…
The Perfectly Crazy Bucket List!

 

Rory Starts us off:
So, so much to do, and with so little time,
I want to do everything, nothing to be missed,
But how do I plan it all, how do I define,
The perfectly crazy bucket list?

Paula adds:
First up is a lush tropical jungle,
Jaguars and waterfalls… all quite insane;
I do hope my parachute isn’t all bungled,
When I jump from the doorway of this airplane!

Fandango Continues:
I want to take a rocket into space,
Or maybe a submarine ride deep in the sea.
I sure hope they will save me a place,
Because that’s where I really want to be!

Cheryl Contributes:
A trip to the mountains is what l’d choose,
I’ll make sure to wear climbing shoes,
Rocks are high and edges slippery,
Wouldn’t want to fall off the perifery,

Kristian’s Contribution:
I’d like see the world, visit the sands of Abu Dhabi
take a cruise down the Golden Gate Bridge in my Maserati
head to New England and catch a game at old Fenway Park,
then board a ship to Costa Rica where I can swim with a shark.

Nova’s Addition
I’d travel to the desert in Egypt
And photograph the pyramids
Then board the Ciaro railway,
To the Chocolateria in Madrid.

Ritu’s Addition
Swimming with dolphins in the ocean deep
A worldwide cruise, though it won’t be cheap
I want to write a novel, and hope it’s a best seller
To see my book upon a shelf, wouldn’t that be stellar?

Willow’s Addition
I’d love to ride a zipwire high up in the trees
And to do so fearlessly as often as I please.
A Starfighter pilot I’d dearly love to be
I smash the evil aliens and set the good world’s free.

Dale’s Two Cents’
For the longest time I have dreamt of Tuscany
Not merely to visit, but to eat, live, and dine
Vacation in ’16, felt like my destiny
I’m ever so convinced, I will fit in just fine

Christine offers her wishes:
Gallowayshire, the ancestral home,
the trip of my dreams with enough £s to roam;
to meet with some long-losts in Wigtown for tea
to stroll through the heather; gaze out o’er the sea.

Dorinda’s Wish
To see the Northern Lights is my one true desire
I could look at them forever, and never really tire
Color painting the skies, brightens earth and sea
The Aurora Borealis, now that’s the scene for me

And I tag Susi Bocks to continue the list!

Criss-cross Applesauce – #NaPoWriMo – #AprilWriting – #poetry

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Criss-cross applesauce

I hit the chair and watched it toss

Across the patio it flew

I wasn’t quite sure what to do

I wonder if my mom did hear

But, I don’t see her coming near

Maybe this time she won’t know

If the chair is upright, should she show

Okay, it’s good, all fixed, but gee

I guess no more jump rope, here, for me

 

April Writing Prompts – Criss-cross applesauce – Day 23/30

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A Terrible Sight ~ #poetry #FOWC #RDP #DWP

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The association had a meeting one night

But the members were much too terse

They started a foray, twas a terrible sight

Which only managed to make things worse

 

FOWC with Fandango – Terse
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Foray
Daily Word Prompt – Association

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My Curiosity ~ #poetry

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I watch him row, against fiery light
Just a silhouette, of a man, in a boat
Moving his paddles, left and right
On the calm river waters, he floats

I wonder, has he a care in the world
Or is he trying to escape, from the past
The fronds about him blow, unfurled
Still, he remains this silent outcast

Each night, it’s the very same thing
He rows by, while the sun starts to set
Sometimes, I think I hear him sing
But most likely, it’s the wind’s quartet

Rustling through the broken air
Creating just enough sound to be heard
Unlike the man in the boat, unaware
My curiosity of him, he has stirred

 

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