Poem: she sips tea

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she sips tea
from a cup
cracked with time
a chalice
imbued with memories
and prophecies
an ancient elixir,
she sips, and recalls
grandmother's
grandmothers,
each generation
a link to the other
contemplating the children,
recalling the wonder in their
every new experience
grown now, poured out
into a world of mystery
and fear
she sips tea
finger raised, ignores
the cracks and
imagines life as if
it were whole

(c) 5.6.18

Photo & Poem: Debris

contemplating mystery
beyond this moment
there is life
in each breath, eternal
tomorrow,
what shall we do
with the debris
of today's losses
if we only consider
the pleasure
in a moment
without honor?

Photo & Poem (c) 9.21.16

Poem: Cygnets

It is the rhythm,
This sense of

Separation, this loss
Breath held,
Forgetting to inhale

A life in
Syncopation

Time stopped, hanging
On memories faded
Without them

What reason to exhale?

Hear the metronome
Accept the new beat
It’s a new verse

It is the rhythm
This sense of
Expectation

© 7 May 2014

Poem: Choice

What choice is there?

This life of promises,

Broken; walls appear

In unexpected places,

Dreams shift and darken

in the fitful sleep

of daily life.  The

dull plodding, the

shuffle of unwanted

burden, responsibility

Where is the bright hope

of youth?

O oblivion of childish

hopes, carnival of

lost innocence/innocents...

remember?

Turn the shuffle of

disillusion to the lift

step, move,

lift, step, move, lift

step, move of

walking meditation

In the center, choose

your Way out

of the dark

(c) 24 March 2014

Suzy Jacobson Cherry

Photo from Buffalo Niagara Gardening

Poem: Time Spent Cloistered