My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

9 Sevenling (To my angel) & Last Call (At the Sidewalk Cafe)

Sevenling (To my angel)

To my angel (you know who you are),
Silence is golden, liberating & lonely;  
the latter is the most haunting.  
To my angel (for whom silence seems a new word),  
I was (am) content, satisfied, & appreciative  
to hide in the rarity of reciprocal visits.  

My dear sweet angel, thank you for carrying my voice through the doors.

Last Call (At the Sidewalk Cafe)

anxiety spikes
(unusually so as of late)
each time Mr. Linky
steps up to introduce me.

he looks at the note card in hand
announcing the next performer
and knowingly looks stage left.

the last time these spells arose
I disappeared  left  went into hiding.
scarcely a word escaped
leaving only silence in my wake.

upon return I waited for last call 
closing time, when most had come & gone.
leaving only a few stragglers to see my frays.  

how brazen I got
as time passed and words flowed;
it's like a roller coaster though  ups & downs 
but those drops lift me out of my seat.

so here I sit now at the sidewalk cafe
listening to the voices spill out the doors & 
tip my hat as they leave for the night.

& I scribble away in my notebook
for no one else but me
and the occasional passerby
who sits down with a smile to share.

another silent contribution....

they'll be opening up the doors over at the dVerse Poets Pub at 3:00 pm (EST), so if you get a chance to stop in, check out some wonderful talents showcasing their voices today and tomorrow.


  1. i got you a of the things i always aprreciate with what you have shared before in how hard it is...that social i am glad you share your words...and mix it up a bit...stepping out there...

  2. I'd love to be on that sidealk cafe, drinking coffe and writing. Great sevenling, too. I like that form.

  3. I admire the courage of everyone who comes through the doors at dVerse; for some it is much harder than for others, but I know I don't find it easy, even though my name is often near the top these days.

    I'd like to be sitting with you and Laurie, listening to those voices, being inspired by them and by good company, and then writing it all down.

  4. I am listening to you ~It is a challenge to post near the closing doors as there are only few who will return to your link ~ But having a group of reliable visitors, with or without the link, helps ~ Smiles ~

    I like the sevenling form, the sarcasm is sweet but sharp though ~

  5. just love this...the fear to share...the description of mr. linky...did i think you could include mr. linky in a poem..ha..wonderful and the scribbling in the cafe just for you and the moment and the people that pass...sometimes it's a big step to share what sprang so from within our heart

  6. I love how you captured this. It can be frightening to put yourself out there--I so identify. I feel a little panicky still sometimes just before clicking 'publish'! I really enjoyed both of these RMP, good stuff.

  7. hey...just read glistening streams and couldn't comment on it..hope everything's ok with you...sounds like you're going through a rough time at the moment..wishing you much strength..

  8. I can definitely relate to this. Well done!

  9. couldn't comment on the other post...don't let go..please.. and the ocean feels often like it doesn't need our tears but it does..the small things count, we count...