Falstaffian overeats obsessive doldrums
© T. Altman 2017
poetry
Poem: Couch Haiku
Ox Blood Leather Couch
Gifted by Judaic Soul
Babcia Remembered
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Poem: Born Again
A supportive soul
Compassionate with good ear
Enduringly helpful and friendly
Supportive for the most part
Flexible yet not breakable
Approachable to the end
© T. Altman 2017
2018 Reading Challenge
Thought I would try a new yet interesting approach to this year’s reading challenge:
Popsugar Reading Challenge 2018
Poem: April Fool
Open heart and open mind
A cassim leaping into the unknown
Childlike expectations increase as you go
They think you foolish
Trusting in your fresh start
Pure newness on the increase
Things are on the upswing kid
© T. Altman 2017
Poem: Alternative Currency
Some say its better than love
Some say its better than money
Some say its worth much more
Than being lonely
It sells more than anything
It makes more than anything
Its valued much more
Than everything perishing
Is it kindness?
Is it trust?
Is it loyalty?
No…its simply lust.
© T. Altman 2017
Poem: A Chance To Shine
I wish
I could go back
In time
Appreciate you
Know you
Be you
Faultless lunacy
Yet upstanding
Source of radiance
Silver Goddess
Your shine has dulled
Your twinkle has gone
Your spark rays dismantled
Light captured
Shared
Eternally emblazoned
Memoriam aglow
© T. Altman 2017
Why I Write: National Day on Writing
20th of October is the National Day on Writing.
For me writing is a form of therapy…it helps me get all the stuff churning in my mind on paper which is extremely freeing.
Don’t
Something I wrote in light of current events…
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Holding Out The Branch
Holding out the branch to me
Planted her for me to see
Connection to roots of old
Bound by blood ties he told
Of knowledge, peace and victory
This beautiful bounteous tree
Dedicated to Athena the Wise
Crowned over virgin guise
Hard core and bitter flesh
Just like memories I thresh
An eternal evergreen first track
Turns time and is bruised black
Golden source of the Old World
It sings to me of tragedies unfurled
Yet supplicants my feelings at odds
As it’s a gift of nature from the Gods
© Image and Poem: T. Altman 2017
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