tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post8983643051161160783..comments2024-03-28T02:54:32.745-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Lost and FoundTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-43262442617201523612011-01-09T15:06:31.038-05:002011-01-09T15:06:31.038-05:00Thanks for the prompt.
I Have Lost
That mix tape...Thanks for the prompt.<br /><br /><b>I Have Lost</b><br /><br />That mix tape you made me.<br /><br />So many pens it's not funny.<br /><br />My patience way too often.<br /><br /><i>I blame genetics,<br />grandfather; your temper <br />was legendary.</i><br /><br />My grandfather.<br /><br />A friend or two.<br /><br />My ability to ignore your absence.<br /><br />Track of time again.<br /><Ben Curranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16775977089092127986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-65898876672672437992011-01-06T07:59:58.512-05:002011-01-06T07:59:58.512-05:00I hate losing one earring. It'd be better to ...I hate losing one earring. It'd be better to lose a pair. Interesting way of looking at things, though, Julie. I hope you don't lose anything "between one ear<br />and the other"--that's the scariest.Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-33284195863629100452011-01-06T05:50:47.129-05:002011-01-06T05:50:47.129-05:00Diane - I've been feeling that same way about ...Diane - I've been feeling that same way about the country, about news and noise, about the trinkets. Love that last line of your poem, which just sends a shiver down my spine. <br /><br />Here is a poem of mine - not new (it was published in Ecotone) - but definitely about losing things. <br /><br />UPON LOSING ANOTHER EARRING <br /><br /><br /><br />It’s a long story with lots of losing – <Julie https://www.blogger.com/profile/12811523890920763782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-29902049831281696552011-01-05T19:00:39.365-05:002011-01-05T19:00:39.365-05:00What lovely poems all have shared. This doesn'...What lovely poems all have shared. This doesn't come close but I've vowed to play more with poetry online this year so here goes.<br /><br /><br /><br />found<br />on Christmas eve<br />1 turkey, stuffed<br />1 bowl of potatoes, mashed with butter <br />helpings of sweet corn, slices of bread<br />pumpkin pie, 2 pieces<br />numerous glasses of wine and champagne<br /><br />found<br />on Susan Taylor Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06931432581676140096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-68765548584217398832011-01-05T13:39:44.290-05:002011-01-05T13:39:44.290-05:00Been there, done that! Nice job of putting it int...Been there, done that! Nice job of putting it into verse, Carol!Dianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14973140969934922400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-59202546168558442842011-01-05T12:28:05.844-05:002011-01-05T12:28:05.844-05:00I second Kate's YAY!
LOST AND FOUND
That si...I second Kate's YAY! <br /><br />LOST AND FOUND<br /><br />That single<br />staggering word<br />the one you’ve<br />lifted rugs to find<br />swirled lusciously<br />inside your head<br />while you dawdled <br />around your day<br />lost with one <br />innocent twirl<br />of spaghetti <br />sauced spoon<br />when fixing<br />dinner last night<br />only to reappear<br />split-secondly<br />as CarolWeishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01070606276175218670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-70196878942416862282011-01-04T13:53:41.950-05:002011-01-04T13:53:41.950-05:00Oh, Jane, I'm glad you saw it that way! Actua...Oh, Jane, I'm glad you saw it that way! Actually, I was thinking about the USA when I wrote it! I'm feeling a great sense of loss these days.Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-42429354146668323722011-01-04T10:04:48.753-05:002011-01-04T10:04:48.753-05:00Spooky Diane. And aren't we all distracted by ...Spooky Diane. And aren't we all distracted by trinkets and when we look up, we have teenagers in the house! Where did that adorable baby go????<br /><br /><br />Janejaneyolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15396863710083180775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-11331986580216538652011-01-04T08:32:19.621-05:002011-01-04T08:32:19.621-05:00The Changeling
Okay, so the baby wasn't perfe...The Changeling<br /><br />Okay, so the baby wasn't perfect,<br />blemished we often wrapped her<br />in a blanket of myth. But her<br />constitution was so sweet.<br />Admirable. She was loved.<br /><br />The fairies came under cover<br />of flag and cross. We became<br />distracted by trinkets. Our thoughts<br />shut out by constant noise.<br />We lost sight of our precious baby.<br /><br Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-59439732678310987912011-01-04T06:33:38.569-05:002011-01-04T06:33:38.569-05:00Lonely
It’s lonely here in lost and found,
one mi...Lonely<br /><br />It’s lonely here in lost and found,<br />one mitten whispered to one glove.<br />I hope someone will help me find<br />the child I will forever love.<br />I miss throwing piles of snowballs<br />with that hand I used to hold.<br />I wonder if he has warm pockets.<br />I hope he does.<br />It’s getting cold.<br /><br />© Amy Ludwig VanDerwaterAmy L Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03830987204619914326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-85268433100310916412011-01-04T05:56:39.905-05:002011-01-04T05:56:39.905-05:00Lost and Found
I have lost love,
am trying to fin...Lost and Found<br /><br />I have lost love,<br />am trying to find it again.<br />Not like a black ribbed sock,<br />lost in the washer,<br />or a puppy unleashed <br />who has run away,<br />or a noun once firmly in my head<br />and now somewhere in the ether<br />of an aging mind.<br /><br />My love was lost to the crab,<br />to a succession of treatments<br />that prolonged but did not janeyolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15396863710083180775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-85585845921966565162011-01-04T00:31:29.107-05:002011-01-04T00:31:29.107-05:00Thanks, Diane!Thanks, Diane!Kate Coombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10138566291199003171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-16817876423673524212011-01-03T18:39:18.929-05:002011-01-03T18:39:18.929-05:00Kate, what great poem!Kate, what great poem!Diane Mayrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767689319000732296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-43747753961602224342011-01-03T10:22:35.832-05:002011-01-03T10:22:35.832-05:00Yay, Poetry Stretch is back! Happy New Year to eve...Yay, Poetry Stretch is back! Happy New Year to everyone.<br /><br />Lost and Found<br /><br />The day loses color<br />as the sun slides away.<br />Gold turns to blue<br />and blue turns to gray.<br />Gray turns to charcoal<br />and charcoal to black.<br />I'll live without color<br />till dawn brings it back.<br /><br />--Kate Coombs, 2011, all rights reservedKate Coombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10138566291199003171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-66478390997187722342011-01-03T09:07:43.466-05:002011-01-03T09:07:43.466-05:00No poem, but happy new year!No poem, but happy new year!teacherninjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07690406470351639188noreply@blogger.com