NOVEMBER POETRY CORNER

LOST HERITAGE

By: Julie Loomis

I wonder how it feels,

to feel the wind, as it sings.

The ancient voices grow strong.

The drums beat brings,

The dancers are ready for the hunt.

The music flows through your body,

excitement will build, as we call,

the wisdom of the ones who see.

The wolf is our spirit guide,

to lead us to the buffalo.

He is the example we will follow,

Where they lead, we will go.

This is just a dream I had,

as the tumbleweeds roll.

No life is left on the plains,

Lost are we, empty is my soul.

The wolf cries out as it dies.

POKER FACE PERFECTION

By: Shyloh

Hi, how do you do? Such a wonderful day! I’m so excited to live today!

What I’m really saying is go away, I want to die, and hello grave.

Can’t wait for dinner! Oh my, how I’m hungry! It smells so delightful! Oh yay!

What I’m really saying is I’ll throw it up later, measure my waist, and critique my image ‘til I’m blue in the face. 

Oh wonderful! Can’t wait to see you! I’m so excited to meet you! 

I’m dreading this moment, locking the doors, and pretending I’m sick instead.

Really? How fascinating! Oh such a fancy! Oh really no problem at all!

What I’m actually saying is do it yourself, I couldn’t care less, leave me alone, and be gone.

How drastic! Oh dear! It’s such a pity! I wish I could be there for you!

I’m being sarcastic, get a grip, I don’t care. ~October 20th 2024 

(This was a fun poem to write! I actually enjoyed it!…Ok not really)

YOU CHANGED MY LIFE

By: Viola Crowley

My life was bleak

I’d lost myself

I put my love

Up on a shelf

You came into

My life real slow

I opened up

My heart for show

And then one day

Reached out your hand

I grabbed it quick

This was not planned

You have helped me

Change my attitude

To a great one

Total gratitude

THANK YOU

By: Viola Crowley

Thank you for your kindness

Thank you for your time

Thank you for your diligence

Thank you for your shine

Thank you for your interest

Thank you for your flare

Thank you for your support

Thank you for your care

Thank you for being you

A NEW DAWN

By: Molly Nunamaker

With each new dawn, a chance to rise,

To reach for stars beyond the skies.

In the chaos, I’ve found my song,

A journey where I truly belong.

And in this dance of dreams and fears,

I find my voice, my path made clear.

With every step, I rise, I grow,

Embracing all that life can show.

So here I stand, with heart and mind,

Unraveled threads, now intertwined.

A journey forged through strife and grace,

At last, I’ve found my sacred space.

MORNING MADNESS

By: Julie Loomis 

In the mist I rise and cry,

craggy face, screeching sound.

My victim covers his ears and sighs,

Yet even through the noise, he will not rise.

I fly towards my target talons raise,

still making a noise to wake the dead.

My victim slowly becomes aware,

the danger that in the corner lurks.

He covers his head and turns away,

still ignoring the threats that come his way.

O how he taunts me with his silence,

refusing to respond to my cries.

Then suddenly he looks at me,

yells okay Mom I am awake.

The Harpy in me slowly subsides,

as I finally can drink my morning coffee.