MeeAugraphie

Brawl, an Acrostic

MeeAugraphie — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 05:15:12 +0000

Bad
Repetition of
Angry
Warring
Lions

State of Affairs

MeeAugraphie — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 22:30:57 +0000

State of Affairs

I
want
less than many do
I need
little other than I have
I give
but not enough

I sit content
with all
but the latter.

MeeAugraphie
01/09/10

Children Abandoned

MeeAugraphie — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 18:25:49 +0000

Children Abandoned

Her children abandoned
not left on a doorstep
nor given to another
nor left behind
she simply ignored
their needs
their words
their being

and yet, they loved her still

MeeAugraphie
01/09/10

New Page Added

MeeAugraphie — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 16:01:49 +0000

I added a page with the poetry and a few thoughts I tweeted. It is in progress, Have to retrieve the earlier ones and catch up. I started in ‘the middle’.

I’m trying to become more organized with the rest of my life so I can write poetry more often rather than huge bursts, though that is a main component of my personality….

I am also tackling my blogs, bit by bit, organizing them a new way. I love change.

Happy New Year

MeeAugraphie — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 04:50:45 +0000

May 2010 bring more days where we live in the moment and more steps forward toward our goals.

Happy New Year!

Dona Nobis Pacem

MeeAugraphie — Thu, 05 Nov 2009 05:01:34 +0000

My other feelings on peace were best expressed in these two posts and the acrostic below:

Peace begins with personal battles – fighting to not ignore ourselves, our needs. With that self strength we can make a difference.

And then we must head toward peace, one step at a time.

Click on the Globe to be taken to the Official Site of Blogblast for Peace.. Peace is spreading – but it needs you, too.

Perpetual
Enduring
Ascending
Commitment
Encompassing

Marcia McLees Bogaert
11/04/09

Sun and Moon in Competition

MeeAugraphie — Sat, 19 Sep 2009 13:45:51 +0000

This morning Moon demanded attention – and these two haiku were tweeted:

Naked words streak night
sun rays bound by night’s shackles
moon plays demur role

~~~

Naked sun sulks as
horizon draws moon to bed
misses cue to rise

so, the phrase exhausted sun demanded airtime…

Hurricanes call strike
sun picks up slack in weather
overtime exhausts

~~~

Exhausted by sun
summer sought autumn’s embrace
night drew shades on day

~~~

Exhausting summer,
sun sought reprieve in autumn
’til Alaska called

~~~

Fall gets all glory
sun’s hours shortened in exchange
sun cut deal with fall

~~~

Autumn strikes deal
exhausted sun gets comp time
stars get top billing

and moon took control again

Sun’s workload lessened
in lieu of sabbatical
moonlight’s covert plan

MeeAugraphie
09/19/09

Anniversary Marked, 9/11

MeeAugraphie — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 19:21:41 +0000

Anniversary Marked

Eyes cast downward toward the sky
of another day in time

when normal lives met wicked
and humanity held it’s breath.

Hearts breathe in and minds let go
as tears seek safe release

stoic faces show no fright
but bottle it inside

Marcia McLees Bogaert
09/11/09

Intervention by Nature

MeeAugraphie — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 15:36:01 +0000

With 9/11 on minds, all tragedy and loss begin to surface to disturb once quieted hearts. I believe that tributes bring both sadness and release, sometimes more of one than the other – but nature can help regain our balance of heart. I’ve written previously of Nature’s gift to balance human hearts, but for today, let’s read about possibilities this September 11th, I hope, in someone’s life, somewhere.

Intervention by Nature

Tears hung in waiting, locked
securely in heart’s hold

but nature conspired release
in rendezvous with mind,

So, blue sky reflected love
while rainbows wrapped your heart

as hidden stars winked in knowing,
they’d be reached for again.

Sun rays dimmed quietly in respect
and moon glow dispelled the dark

and lightning flashed quick memories
bringing laughter out to play

Bold thunder cried for healing,
and your fear and hate lost grip

allowing instincts’s tidal pull
to kidnap your tears at sea

Marcia McLees Bogaert
09/11/09

Stood Up!

MeeAugraphie — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:42:11 +0000

Stood Up!

When Fairy Godmother failed to show

she bowed her mouth and twisted her toe
knowing the day would be a bit slow
now that she had no horn to blow
no river to rage and overflow
no flowers to tend or lawn to mow
no handsome stranger to be her beau

and no new dreams to pack and stow….

MeeAugraphie
09/06/09

I know this seems silly (the next words, not the poem…). When I start thinking in rhyme, I know Adult Muse has gone on hiatus and Child Muse is trying to fill in. It is not that I don’t like rhymed poetry, in fact, I do, but free flowing emotional words in non-structured form are my all time, please, never go away, first choice!

Someone asked where I had been… haiku and senryu pouring onto Twitter….