haiku #111818
hide and seek
in grandfather’s truck garden
eating our fill
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Written with Haiku Horizons for the prompt truck.
truck: NORTH AMERICAN
market-garden produce, especially vegetables.
“a truck garden”
Tag: memories
Last Goodbye
Last Goodbye
Every single cell in me
can identify what I lack…
the only man I ever loved.
(Now I can’t win you back!)
A lover like no other
you turned out to be
my extraordinary man…
who saw something, in me.
But now you love her!
I don’t know how I lost…
please forgive me my sins
and this line I have crossed.
Now you’re dead where you lay-
the crime fits like a glove.
But I feel so much better,
“Goodbye now, my love.”
© Rebecca Sanchez 2013
I took an older poem that had punctuation to link with my friends at dVerse~Poets Pub. I took some time off from writing and am slowly dipping my toes back into the poetry river. I believe in using punctuation and use it in my poems something I started a long time ago when a friend convinced me.
Enigmatic Me
Enigmatic Me
Forever is a long time
tomorrow never comes
yesterday is so far away
I waste my time
and that’s a crime.
Destiny goes unfulfilled
the shape of things to come
the lottery is never won
fate knows the score
forevermore.
My lifeline tells me nota
my fortune can’t be rushed
good things take time
to ascertain
so an enigma I’ll remain.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
nota=slang for nothing
My life remains a puzzle slowly coming together with pieces bent and missing that may be lost for good. How would I know?
Sharing a poem of choice with my friends at Poets United.
Under Summer Skies
Under Summer Skies
Under summer skies we played
fair and blue on Warrington Lake
we jumped in waters stained with clouds
swam through lily pads out to the raft
leaped into the cold and deep
muck sucking at our feet
while fish nibbled at our white skin
giggling and screaming all the while
of course, someone would always cry
later on forgetting why
for memories are always kind that way
when the family meets for summer play.
Hiking ’round the lake for fun
picking winterberries and wildflowers
while watching for bears
changing clothes with biting horseflies
lake perch that grandpa caught
with bread and fresh blueberries
this and more I do remember
wonderful times I’ll treasure forever
for memories are always kind that way
when the family meets for summer play.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
Thank you, everyone, for the summer skies and fun back then! Love always, Bekkie
Written for my family (you know who you are) in memory of my cousin Jay Banasyznski who passed away recently. I was happy to see him 2 years ago at the wedding after not seeing him for 40 plus years. When I think of him now I picture him as an always smiling big kid, like when I last saw him most.
Jay really hasn’t changed much here. Jay (left) and Uncle Gene (right) at the wedding. I took the picture of Warrington Lake on this visit to Uncle Gene’s place. Love you.
Written for the prompt summer with my friends at Poets United.
Senryu #101815
senryu #101815
cigarette smoke curls
the air thick with chemistry
stained fingers grasp love
© Rebecca Sanchez 2015
This senryu was written about this image which was a prompt for Magpie Tales that I animated with hearts. That is Taylor and Eddie.
Inner Vison
Inner Vision
I pick my steps methodically
along an uneven cobblestone path
to find my secret sanctuary
under the wide-open sky
just my thoughts
memories
and I.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
My inner visions guide me through life. No one else can hear or see them it’s a safe place to be. An animation of mine called Nature’s Heartbeat.
Written for the prompt vision with my friends at Poets United.
I Know That You Know
I Know That You Know
You are special to me
and I want you to see
the love that I feel
those moments we steal
they mean oh so much
I’m craving your touch
and I know that you know
as we watch our love grow.
You are special to me
and happy we’ll be
so hold me real tight
let’s make love tonight
my daydreams of you
my love is true blue
and I know that you know
as we watch our love grow.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2018
The brain on sex is an animation I found but the artist is unknown.
Written with my friends at the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for the prompt you and me.
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