Two Walls, Same Lack of Water (New Poem by Polly Castor)
This is just a
different mirage
with the same
lack of water.
Poetry by me
Ice-Bound (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Everything is
enrobed in ice
like a wish not to
go outdoors today.
Managing Memory (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Are you taking
full advantage of
how it operates
and choosing an approach
that blesses best?
A Bit Uphill at First (Poem by Polly Castor)
Wishing to sail and soar,
we are home again,
poised to start…
29 Love-filled 29’s (New Anniversary Poem by Polly Castor)
29 years ago, on December 29, we got married.
(Yes, I was 29 at the time.)
I’d say I’d write 29 reasons I’m glad I did
but
Advent Poems (Links)
Here are some links to advent themed poetry both by Polly Castor and others. Merry Christmas Eve!
Take Flight (New Poem by Polly Castor)
tizzy wizzy
so much going on
a flapping flock of thoughts
crowding in, all squawking
on the same branch…
Awaken in Love’s Likeness (New Poem by Polly Castor)
We have a worthy day to claim
and must receive it with open arms,
letting it rush toward us
in glittering rays that softly murmur
how cherished we are.
Thank You for the Combination of Ideas (Thanksgiving Poem by Polly Castor)
Thank you for bounty
and beneficence, and for
the exact, wise, and astute
combination of your finest ideas.
A Season of Many Mushrooms (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Mushrooms
nudge and cling
everywhere
through the
wet and rain
with soggy feet
no wonder
they are shaped
like umbrellas
Exemplary Turtles (New Poem by Polly Castor)
A turtle is always at home,
in water or on land,
indeed he carries his
security and safety and comfort
with him everywhere he goes…
Internal Patter (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Intentionally constructing
a good life takes a lot of
the same sort of internal patter
and similar blithe but
exact consideration
that goes into a great
abstract painting.
On the Cusp of Something (New Poem by Polly Castor)
At a transition point:
out with the old
in with the new
seasons shift
on fulcrums of faith
pivoting with promise
and positive in premise.
Church is… (New Poem by Polly Castor)
Church is a framework for my week.
It gives structure to my days,
which would stretch forth
endlessly otherwise.
