What a weekend…my grandmother had a heart attack on Saturday, and fell. After three years falling at Christmas and breaking things, we thought she might be in the clear for the year. These things happen though, and at 93 she is finally deciding perhaps she does need a bit of help. Maybe this time it broke a bit of her headstrong nature, instead of a bone.
So, it’s Monday — start of the week, let’s get our poetry humming, why dont we…I’ve been playing a bit with micropoetry again, behind the scenes. Quick impressions.
It’s funny, what got me to thinking about it was sitting and watching the news…many of the news stations, weather and even sports have the headlines scrolling across the bottom. Quick little snippets of information. And it got me thinking of poetry.
Let’s have a go at it.
In the comments, dash off a quick 3 line poem with a bit of news from your life, or something that caught your attention this last week. No linking. No poems at your website. Let’s just pretend we are passing verse across the fence, or out by the clothesline.
I’ll set us up…so I can sit back and listen.
Smiles.
I’ve caught a cold on the eve of my mom’s bday
I can’t give her 42 kisses
Maybe I will and she’ll just have to deal with the mucus
haha
ewww….hahahaha
happy birthday to your mother…
ahem, I am only a year behind her…
thanks for making me feel…
Happy birthday to your mom
And I hope you feel better
Wait, your mom is two years younger than me?
. . . I’m the same age as your mom! You could be my child . . . what a weird thought. Happy Birthday to your mom. 😉
Between heavy rain and the intense heat of this Aussie summer
I’m lucky to get online at all to talk to you at the Pub.
My modem is melting, my laptop is almost paralysed.
(sijo)
And I’m sorry about your grandmother; what can one say?
If she is beginning her dying, may it go well for her.
May her crossing be peaceful — or else her recovery swift.
thanks for the warm wishes on mammaw
I think she is willing to accept either way.
ugh on the modem
computer issues drive me crazy.
Sorry to hear about your grandmother – let’s hope her spirit remains unquenched.
thanks marina
Sorry to hear about your grandmother. Prayers for her and you. I like this over the fence talking. I’ll get back later with my three liner. Just wanted to gab a bit, then go put my laundry in the dryer and mull over the three liner. I’ll be back!
nice…I did laundry yesterday…still have to fold one load when I get home…
see you by the fence here in a bit…
They say it’s a blast of fresh air sweeping across Europe:
but life at the edge worries me
be it left ledge or right.
(reaction to Greek elections)
life at the edge scares me as well…
or maybe at the extremes…
especially in politics….
I agree with that!!!
Hoping your grandmother is ok, scary when something like that happens. Been struggling to write any poetry lately . . . driving me nuts. The words just seemed to have disappeared (poof)!
its a blessing actually with gramma….cause she is very strong willed and has never wanted assistance…but she is asking for it now…
I hear you on the words…I am making some changes in my life
to get them back…or at least some space to nurture them…
This breaking of old bones hurts like …. I’m not too proud to ask for help. |I hope Grandma gets all the help she needs.
they came to talk to her today about several options
and she is very open to trying them out…
so hopefully….
Glad it’s enabled her to ask for help . . . it can be hard at any age. Hoping this is just a lull on the word front, glad to hear you’re making some changes that gives you the space you need to nurture them. 🙂
Nothing to report
Still in the same house
Nothing to report
so is that a good thing or a bad things…
ha…
that could go either way.
It’s not good, just want to find a house and get settled…
: (
Sorry to see your Grandma’s poorly – tell her get well soon 🙂
most def…I think she will outlive all of us…
4th winter in a row….the first three were – broken leg, broken hip, broken arm
now a heart attack with broken ribs…
soon enough she will be all metal….smiles.
OMG! The woman’s an inspiration to us all 😀
Snow flurries,
I’m bored,
my dog is snoring.
wish I was the dog…
maybe you do as well…smiles.
possible snow flurries this eve.
The icy drizzle
is a lot like news —
chilling
I hope your grandmother get’s as well as she can… I hope she will accept the help that can be given.
yikes….careful
the car might go sideways
-typical news
it is actually good…as I said above…she is asking for the help now, so that is good….
Bjorn…these three lines are chilling! Wow.
Hi Brian,
Hope you’re able to get your grandma the help she needs. Here’s my news:
Spent the morning at my desk,
pen in hand for hours …
and then the words came.
yay!!!!!! words words words….
I have my hair poem ready to roll…need to send it to C here in a bit…
Here’s some advance notice for people who read the comments:
For Thursday’s Meeting the Bar
Tony will be bringing the expanded cinquain
that he invented last week.
oo la….thanks for the heads up…
I just gave away the poetics prompt too…smiles.
Ah.. I look forward to that… 🙂 .. I learned a new form this weekend that I will bring tomorrow 🙂
oo cool….
I think giving sneak previews can be good–more people sidling up to the bar!
Oh goody!
I love
a new form. 🙂
Forty-two seems far.
Who was that
slim girl with my name?
(I hope you get well.
She would like
all of those kisses.)
Long life is a blessing
Till – enough time passes
Bad things eventually find us
life always catches up to us
eventually — the car can only
run so long.
Zombies live an Art of Zen
With nar need of anything
But the Art of eating brain
i eat them twice a year
whether i need them
or not
Little grey cells
A foreign substance
Indigestion
i lick my fingers
savoring the last
thought.
In school
Even zombies
Regurgitate facts
and we hope
on the standardized
tests
These are mere headlines, rather than poetry.
You’re going
for a kip
U-Kip
*
Millennia of Greek glory,
economy laid low .
What next?
*
Feminist triumph in York:
a lovely lady bishop consecrated –
the shape of things to come.
when the economy falls
everything else is not far
behind…
may the lady bishop
serve her God and her gender
proud.
snow swirls down– wind’s due later
whiteout conditions
inside my head: wordless wonder
Brian, your grandmother is a wonder. Hope she recovers well & quickly;glad she’s okay with taking some help now. Polly’s right: she’s an inspiration.
Happy Birthday to Anthony’s mom, too.
Great alliteration here DS 🙂
ha. hopefully the mental whiteout
does not last long…maybe snow
here tonight.
and thanks…my parents just got home late last night
and she told them we took good care of her in their absence..
ha
just yesterday,3 cars at a 4-way stop
everyone took their proper turns
a respite from chaos
🙂
ha. now that is a blessing indeed….lol
Hot news!
At last, progress
o the human race.
Biggest golf tourney of the year for us tomorrow
First rain of the season predicted–go figure
We need some of your precip, Northeast
Sorry to hear about your grandmother, Brian. It took my mom forever to realize she needed help, too. That’s a strong (dare I say “stubborn”) generation. Hope all goes well.
stubborn is the right word…smiles.
ha. just in time for golf
the rain arrives — a good excuse
for playing a bad round.
lol.
I have a cadre of excuses
and I rotate through them
maybe topic for a book
ha.
Frustration
Because no words found
in verse can convey
the complexity of this.
oh. i think i could convey frustration
Snow and more snow does not stop us
drive our friend to Bloomington
and bring home the newest American!
Sorry about your grandma – I hope she’s on the mend. It was an exciting week, with a very dear friend from Ghana becoming a US citizen. :o)
yay! new life…and new citizens
always inspiring…i am a bit envious
they say north of us might get 3 feet of snow.
how cool would that be.
That would be
beyond cool —
chilly!
I’t very cool in December. But by March is gets a little bit depressing, lol.
A walk across a frozen field, hawk flying overhead, we’re
ignoring all the news, just us in this quiet, I’ll have hot cocoa
with a shot of brandy when I get home. Wish I could share with the hawk.
Take care and best wishes to your grandmother. they’re so strong but still so fragile.
hey i would take that over the news anyday, ha.
the hawk would surely appreciate. smiles.
Or at least a mouse dipped in brandy!
ha. just be sure
no drinking
& flying
Nope, don’t want any tickets from the Bird Police!
careful with the brandy
even mighty hawks
can be high as kites
this virus like ice
shatters, defies healthy cells
snow frequently falls
PS… may Grandma see sunny days
yuck. no viruses please…
the flu bug this year was a beast…
thanks for the warm wishes for mammaw
Local Rhode Island girl pleads the 5th-
denies all allegations of praying for snow,
New England braces itself for unprecedented blizzard!
Hey, Brian- I am sorry for this latest occurrence with your grandmother. Just when you think, smooth waters. Oy. Take care of yourself and those loved ones of yours!
haha….your snow is gonna be crazy…
send some my way!!!!!!
and thanks dawn, will do…
Could you pray for some rain for the West!?
i pray
always.
smiles.
Oh, friend- can do…;)
Stew stewing in the pot
blizzard dumping snow outside
hunkering at home.
For those in the northeast, stay safe and warm. 🙂
I pray your grandma gets better, Brian.
mmm…pass me a bowl of the stew!!!
and thanks imelda
The worst blizzard in Boston’s history, 1978, and
a girl who had never seen snow happened to collide.
2015, girl is warmly ensconced in her Florida home…whew!
Healing thoughts for your grandmother, Brian. And hunker down all you in the path of that monstrous storm!
haha….yes that is a perk from living in Florida…
i was in tampa for several years…
i would love to be getting the blizzard though…
I watched on the news the long lines at the grocery stores while people scrambled to get supplies before the storm hit…just like when the hurricanes come to our part of the country. I haven’t seen snow since I left Boston in ’79…
Chill of winter wind brings tears to my eyes (Below 9 C)
I am so glad to be home now
Waiting for dinner to be ready
Sending healing thoughts to your grandma Brian ~ See you tomorrow for Poetics ~
waiting on dinner to finish here as well…
stay warm grace….temp is dropping here now
but no where near that cold.
All these poems of blizzards and cold make me glad I’m in Oregon where it’s actually sunny and nice (though not super warm). Peace, Linda
Brian…your grandma sounds a lot like mine…strong, stubborn, independent and in her 90s…showing us all how this life thing is done. Hope she recovers well 🙂
smiles. i have said before i imagine she will outlive all of us,
you know….and thanks…smiles.
I know my place ..yet
I’m a vagabond
Inside my walls
Love this idea Bri, not very ‘newsy’ I’m afraid, just how I’m feeling this morning. Good that gramma is deciding on assistance and that she’s doing okay. Scary stuff.
always searching…
and how you are feeling is plenty
news to me…smiles.
Thank you.. Truly ..thank you
I hope your grandma has a quick recovery!
Yay! Marriage equality in Alabama!
No, wait, now there’s a stay.
Luther is wasting my tax dollars.
alabama would be a tough one
i imagine…wasting tax dollars
must be a politician
Strange is he
Messed up values he has
Alabama’s Attorney General
Blizzard warning in the east
Staying in, making love, cozy and warm
This state of emergency– for me too please
hahaha that could be a fun
state of emergency…
🙂 Sounds cosy!
I’m so sorry to hear about your grandmother, Brian. Blessings to all…
thank you laurie..
she is in pretty good spirits today…
appprec the blessing too…smiles.
Neck treatment requires rest
Why is it so hard to just rest?
Looking at it as a blessing
Glad to hear your Grandma is getting the help she needs, and I hope she can get some rest, too. Peace, Linda
always things to do
even when we know better
for us
When I rest the guilt sets in:
should be rushing should be doing…
just sit down and breathe…
been there…and done that…
finding rest is a discipline
well worth the time.
I watched the CNN Roger Ebert Bio documentary,
LIFE ITSELF; too much information; niceness left,
arrogance & sad tenacity remained.
Went to my local Toyota dealer Saturday, prepared
to say NO to our normal three-year trade in, but
left in 2015 Camry, no cash OOP; less payment.
The 21st Annual SAG Awards were too low key,
a lot of lackluster drinking, eating, & thank-you
lists during two truncated TNT hours.
My sweet wife needs shoulder surgery soon, while
I am auditioning for a new play; most important role
is caregiver; with an 8 week run & no audience.
Prayers for your wife and the play my friend. You rock.
sweet deal on the camry…nice cars…
so true on the most important role as well…
and you will have an audience of 1
and that is enough. smiles.
Brian – oh do I know about strong willed Grandma’s! Prayers for yours as she surrenders to the caring instead of being the caregiver!
Three lines…
Flies awaken to a false spring, 15C in January, may mosquitoes be fooled and die!
Missing furniture and my ‘stuff’, grateful for what I have but still…a chair? A table?
Transformer movie with sick from school boy, Storm Juno hits the east coast.
haha….maybe the mosquitos will thin out a bit eh?
without our stuff we can feel out of place
the live action transformers movies so disappointed me.
hope your boy feels better…
We can only hope. We enjoyed Age of Extinction. The effects we awesome and so little blue screened! Yeah I miss my stuff. I know it is only stuff but still…
Hello over the clothesline, all ! I’m kind of late to the bar…
Contented:
conversed with dear brother over the phone
invited new friend for a meal in our home
pleased that the newsletter printed my poem 🙂
May God bless your grandma, Brian!
hey, nice job on making the newsletter….
and def a good thing making new friends…
thanks, brian…and yes!
alright…my eyes are drooping…
be back in the morning…
Blizzard in progress.
I resent New York City
resembling Fargo.
(My best wishes for your grandmother’s speedy recovery.)
oy, I think New York missed
as much as they thought, didn’t they
I would love to be int he snow!
Dear Brian, dear Anthony, I did say
I was having computer probs.
My comments to you went weirdly astray!
Brian, look under Anthony;
Anthony, please see Tony (no, I wasn’t confused).
Wonder where this will end up?
I had this issue too – replied to Anthony instead of Brian – not that I don’t love both…
haha…how weird…I guess it is kinda like
a choose your own adventure novel
end up wherever…smiles
sorry for the issues…
Love scrambles across long distances,
slowly breathes through time and space,
remaining constant though we are apart.
That’s a lovely, comforting thought in the midst of all the newsy chaos!
it is good when love
finds a way
regardless….
Tea and poetry
Wish that was my life
Instead of these dark and dreary drives
To work before sunrise
Is it Spring yet?
I hear ya! Even if it stays lighter a bit later in the evening, it’s still dark in the morning. Poor thing – hang on in there.
oy, I feel you…
it was still dark when I drove in
this morning…
spring will be here before
we know it.
summer often roams my dreams,
by early morning leaves as
streetlamps go dark by day.
cool second and third lines…there is something cool and tangible about it…summer seems far with the cold…but it will be here before you know it…
Promise? 🙂
what fun this is…long life in your family then and a wonderful fiesty woman in it!!
It’s Tuesday so
Made coffee for the potters
sorted out the world as we drank.
ha. so much can be figured out over a good cuppa
perhaps because we are being peace.
lovely soft skritching sound
pen to paper
computer on the fritz!
taking the old computer to have its innards transplanted to a new shiny machine this afternoon – tonight will be writing by candlelight with quill on parchment – no, not really! smiles
nice…gotta love computer issues eh?
i scribble in my notebook often…but not with a quill…smiles.
We try to hold our tongues
Until they push us to the edge
All those damned corrupted bastards
Sorry, I was hoping for a happier poem too. But honestly I feel the news lately has been one big saddening lump of inhumanity… then again… it almost always is…