Views from Raven's Nest: Daily Reminder # 231

Haven't posted any poetry for a while and I have nothing much to say, so....

I don't think I have posted this one in a long time and it's got snow in it so it's kind of seasonal...

CURVES IN THE ROAD

Snow like white shade on naked trees
Lakeside beauty: Cold. Clear. Still.
And I sit here angry and sad
Not knowing why I am ready - but unable - to cry
Grey kitty howls my blues for me and I scold her
She is demanding my attention
Not just to her but to myself
She is smart this old grey girl
Her twenty years of life have taught her a thing or two
More than my fifty-four have taught me, I'm afraid.
So I scowl at her instead of crying
Tell her quite unkindly to "SHUT UP!"
Then go back to what I do worst and best
Feeling restless and lost and rather sorry for myself
Outside the wind blows snow off the trees
And the twenty mile an hour curve sign
Is blurred through the glass
But makes me think that maybe there's a lesson here
I'm wanting to race past these feelings that are coming up in me
These emotional sharp curves
When what I really need to do is slow down and take heed.
~ Katherine Rabenau

This one is REALLY, REALLY old - I think I was 18 or 20 when I wrote it... which is pretty clear when you read it, but it too has snow in it...

SNOW STORM

a floating
  soft
   gentle
   curtain of snow
tossing against the breath of God
  wafts about us
   the earth and me
making us one
and I could walk forever by that frozen river
waiting for the fingery trees to take me up
   hug me to their snowy chests
   and lose me to the world of men
   for even just a moment
but the curtain floats
   around
and between
   us
bringing us first together
   and then apart
'til at length
the coldness frightens my humanity
which scurries home
to some far colder warmth

- Katherine E. Rabenau

Another old and not very good - (not sure why I'm posting it even, but...)

TIME CHANGES EVERYTHING

Time changes everything
Locks us in words, threadbare maxims
Plays sleight of hand with hope
(Now you see it, now you don't)
But never pauses the slow march
Sideways through eternity
Never stops holding out the bait
While mankind pursues the hand on the clock
Endlessly circling
Until he stops to be rewound
And set on the same foolish chase

- Katherine E. Rabenau

and one last one because I've always liked it since it was a sort of "found" poem. My family gave me one of those poetry magnet kits one year and this is what I came up with. I had another one but I never got it copied to print and it has vanished from history.

Shake me awake
Invigorate and fill my life
I need to taste sacred desire's
Magic, full-flavored brew
Pour vital power, like hot liquid cream --
Steaming, calming, strong.
I drink in the fresh smell of you
Weak as mud, I give ground
Black ice breaks up
And morning is fueled
With love's delicious, potent aroma

- Katherine E. Rabenau