Ode to Allergy

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Something has changed
Within me
A new sensation
That was always there
I’ve tried to ignore it
But it grew black
Aching my hair

Headaches
And Migraines
Upset stomach too
Flu?
Or allergy stewing?
Brewing its
Debut

Could it be that the
Nectar so sweet
That I adore
Has been causing me
Uncomfort and more?
I never knew
I chose to ignore

My friend
My companion
My java so warm
Betrayed by a love
I can’t take it
No more
I pray loudly
Flu let it be!!

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.

This lyric is inspired by recent developments and being tossed into the One Shot Wednesday ring.

The Trophy

Magpie 42

High on your pedastel
Hands on your hips
Impervious to
Time slipped by
Lime light
Tarnished beauty
Basking in a memory

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.

This snippet is in response to this week's Magpie Tales photo prompt.

Time Chimes

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt

Bing - Math Class
Ring - Recess
Gong - School's out
Clang - Graduation
Chime - Somebody's married
Tink - Happy hour drink
Ding - TGIFing
Dong - Monday returns
Chung - Not enough done

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved. 

Sorry to pull out an old one but unfortunately time has gotten away from me again this week so I'm posting it to this week's Magpie Tales prompt. I'll try to get a better handle on time...um next time. :)

Parables of the Brokenhearted

My shine is a little dull this morning
I'm tired of understanding
So hideous, it's stunning
I don't want to think
Of how you don't want me
Restless in my house
Our house, my house
Tossing and turning in my bed
Our bed, my bed
I sleep with the memory of you

I am the daisy
Whose petals are plucked away
As you decide if you love me
I am the tree
Whose bark you cut
To write your initials in
I am the ring you tossed
For your trophy

In the shower I lather
My face wet
I miss you
I'm sorry telling you I love you
Hurts you
I wish it made you smile
Coffee black
Sugarless
Where did it all go?
No control, spiraling
How did I lose you?

I am the daisy
Whose petals are plucked away
As you decide if you love me
The tree whose bark you cut
To write your initials in
The ring you tossed
For your trophy

I wish I made you smile
I sleep with the memory of you
My shine is a little dull

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.

The prompt of One Shoot Sunday made me think of heartache and reminded me of this lyric I wrote for a friend over a year ago. It also a perfect contribution to Jingle Poetry Potluck on moods and feelings.

What do we know?

Photo prompt from Magpie Tales.

Fact or faith
What’s the difference?
Two and two are four
Is it?
What is two?

Knowing it is different
Than feeling it
I know hard
Have faith it will hurt
Feeling it lacerates
I know love is good
Have faith it is beautiful

Feeling it is euphoric

My grandmother was right
“Nobody knows”

But there is faith

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.

Inspired by this week's Magpie Tales photo prompt.

These Walls...

My travel companion Mambo in Greece

These walls grow tall
Mortar of “I don’t care”
Dries slowly and hard
Covering cracks
Where light once shone through
Untouchable

Anticipating the core
Biding time
She lets down her hair
But he’s too heavy
Chisel in hand chipping away
Persistent

These walls crumble
Mortar forgotten
Rainbows resilient
Tentative stepping
In this forgotten place
Loved

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.


Inspired by Jingle Poetry's Potluck Monday. Also participating in One Shot Wednesday.

Buoy Resiling

Photo by Andy Ilachinski

I come here alone
To think
To talk to you
Walking the distance
Shouldering the storm
Each step journals
Heart’s desire break
Questions
Drops reverberate in the waves
Mine or yours?
You meet me here
Like a chowder
Knit scarf
You comfort me
Rushing to embrace me
It is what it is
Good in its being
Knowing
I resile
Buoy in the storm

© 2010 by Tammy Newman. All rights reserved.

Inspired by One Shoot Photography Challenge. I love the beach on a rainy day. Perfect time for solitude and thinking.