Morning Train

On a bough of fir
Sleepy atoms cuddled together
Linked like train cars
Sun shine lights, excites
Sending atoms stretch-
ing
Fling winged things
Black shapes coracoid
Clouds scatter avoid
Beakish Pierc-
ings
Sun pushes on horizon
Lifts belly--golden
And raises rays
Dew grasps grass
Tries to last
Instead becomes gas
'Ol Sol laughs
While atoms climb together
Aboard the Skyliner

This is in response to Mary's prompt at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com, to write about trains.  And, Creative Bloomings where Sara McNulty challenged us to write a poem with personification.  Coracoid is crow/beak shaped and the Skyliner is a train in Japan that goes between Tokoyo and the airport (seemed fitting...)  Inspired, as many poems are, by my morning walks with the dogs--walking by a stand of conifers it really looked like the trees had just flung the birds into the air...

When Three's Not The Charm

Bored
Stiff
As a
Board
Joy-
Less
Miss-
ing
Bliss
That mane of flame
No one could tame
Now shorn
Con-
form-
ity
Isn't golden
Did you forget
Sam-
son?
Long for
That grin
Lost in
The slushy
Bottom

Offered for Laurie's prompt at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com to write an olympian poem in 28 lines or less. Heartbreaking the threes in snowboarding--Lindsay third try, so far ahead in women's second semifinals and falls; Shaun always so brilliantly glowing, now shorn and sad--everyone talking about the slushy bottom in the half pipe...ah life, you just never know....at least the couples won in ice-skating :-)

Well Tuned

It flows through
Dew
Drops on spider webs
And pings a string
"Oh What A Beautiful
Morning"
Steam from coffee
Swirls to "Proud Mary"
Furry tails swing
While I sing "Happy"
His good bye kiss
Tastes like "Something"
The car wheels
Thumping
On the street
"Eight Days a Week"
Lift your hands up
Life's a song
Clap, dance, sing
Or hum along

This is offered for  Gabriella's prompt at Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com to write a tribute, started out as a tribute to music which is my constant whether actually playing or just from the jukebox in my brain, but may have ended up as a tribute to life or joy...you can pick. And for the prompt by Gay at dversepoets.com to write a song, a bit of serendipity there  :-)  Enjoy!