MLMM Wordle #257 ~ #Poetry

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

The cicatrix stuck out like a sore thumb
What a pity the tree didn’t have
proprioception, allowing it to move out of the way.
Strange thoughts going through my mind
As I walked through the woods.
I have no need to leave crumbs to find my way back
The last time I was here, a strange luminous light
drove me mad, as I could not discover what it was.
I could not suddenly pretend to believe in fairies
That mix of little folk that like to tease
Maybe, after a lifetime of study
I will be lucky to see one of the shining folks for myself.
An hour in, there it was, luminous, shining
Could this be the original light from so long ago?
Can I continue to deny that there is something
other than myself living in these woods?

© Anita Dawes 2021

Is it Proof?

Image by ian kelsall from Pixabay

Our local church
Had been filled with candlelight
The carpets cleaned; flowers arranged
The Madonna’s tears flowing
Kneeling at the altar,
trying to remember how to pray
Hard, when the wheels have come off your life
Is it the divine, trying to touch the living?
As I left the church, I felt the land shift
Somehow a line had been broken
I was down on my knees
I now know it is never too late
To remember a good prayer…

© Anita Dawes 2021

#Keepitalive ~ #Whatdoyousee ~#WDYS ~#Poetry

Image credit; Kenrick Mills @Unsplash

For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a view of the setting sun over a body of water. In the foreground, you can see wooden steps leading into the water. Gray clouds are drifting in the sky.

The grey clouds don’t bother me
I sit here most mornings
Contemplating the day
This time I wondered if I could
Skip my favourite pebble
To reach the horizon
Would I watch it fall over the edge?
Proving the world to be flat…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Quiet ~ #Poetry

When I woke up this morning
I thought my hearing had been taken
Looking from my window
I could see no cars on the road
No people walking by
I knew I would miss them
Venturing outside
I realised there was no bird song
I cannot be the only person left on the planet
I heard a voice say, you’re not
We wanted to show you
What it would be like to lose your hearing
This gives you a better understanding
Of this impediment
I thought, thank God they didn’t take my sight
We thought to spare you that
On this occasion, maybe
Another time we will visit that upon you
I said no thank you, I understand
Wishing for peace and quiet
Should come under
Be careful what you wish for
I remembered I would miss so many sounds
With that thought, came a flash of light
And all was well, all sound returned…

© Anita Dawes 2021

#FFFC ~ Heads ~ #Poetry

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #134

The photo is from Pinterest.

For the visually challenged writer, the photo is of woman sitting on a chair in front of a bathroom sink and putting on a head on top of her body.

Wurzel Gummidge comes to mind
That loveable scarecrow
Reminding me of the many heads
We all must swap on a daily basis
Thank God for head number two
Or I would not remember my name
This changes from moment to moment
There are times when I’m doing a job
And it all goes belly up
This tells me I am wearing the wrong head for the job
Where would we be without our multi-facetted minds?

© Anita Dawes 2021