a pinch of here, a dash of there, a full-cup of fancy – a poem

write me long stories founded
on deranged times, mad men
and tough women, on loves lost
or unrequited, filled with agony

tell me tales with elms and oaks,
acorn promises and lively crocus
birthing new hope at springtime

spin long on victories weighty and
igneous as aged volcanic spew,
as stirring as a mother’s love

weave in the thrills of sharp minds,
other climes, indulgent feasts, and
cultured lives of purple privilege

take me on trips that spark tears
and joy like sunlight off ocean waves,
season with a wee pinch of here,
a dash of there, a full-cup of fancy

ABOUT THE POET BY DAY

The Poet by Day, an information hub serving poets and writers
Coffee, Tea and Poetry, Simple Pleasures for Body, Mind and Spirit … “I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.” Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from Underground
The BeZine, founding and managing editor
Beguine Again, regular contributor
Second Light Network of Women Poets, professional affiliation
Testimonials
Disclosure
Facebook
Twitter

10 Comments

Renee Espriu says:

November 16, 2017 at 8:40 pm

Beautiful write Jamie! A flight of fancy woven with words. Made me smile. Thank you!

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 19, 2017 at 11:13 am
  
  Thank you, Renee!
  
  LikeLiked by 1 person
  
  Reply
slpmartin says:

November 11, 2017 at 7:26 am

Made me think of why I loved reading the plays of Guy de Maupassant…they took me far away from my small hometown when I was in high school…brought back some warm memories….thanks!

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 11, 2017 at 7:55 am
  
  Yes! That’s wonderful. Charlie, deeply touched by your contributions to the November zine. Thank you! This is going to be a remarkable issue and devastating.
  
  LikeLike
  
  Reply
Jil says:

November 11, 2017 at 3:38 am

Lovely!

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 11, 2017 at 7:16 am
  
  Thanks, Joan. Happy weekend to you.
  
  LikeLike
  
  Reply
Chris Black says:

November 11, 2017 at 2:05 am

Reblogged this on Same Train, Different Track.

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 11, 2017 at 7:15 am
  
  Thank you, Chris!
  
  LikeLiked by 1 person
  
  Reply
MOMENTS says:

November 11, 2017 at 1:07 am

Beautiful poem. Love the images that make it so vivid and sensual, especially the way you express the contrasts between agonies and joys of life.

LikeLike

Reply
1. Jamie Dedes says:
  
  November 11, 2017 at 7:15 am
  
  Thank you!
  
  LikeLike
  
  Reply

Thank you! Cancel reply

“I want my friends to understand that “staying out of politics” or being “sick of politics” is privilege in action. Your privilege allows you to live a non-political existence. Your wealth, your race, your abilities or your gender allows you to live a life in which you likely will not be a target of bigotry, attacks, deportation, or genocide. You don’t want to get political, you don’t want to fight because your life and safety are not at stake.

“It is hard and exhausting to bring up issues of oppression (aka “get political”). The fighting is tiring. I get it. Self-care is essential. But if you find politics annoying and you just want everyone to be nice, please know that people are literally fighting for their lives and safety. You might not see it, but that’s what privilege does.” / Kristen Tea, motherwiselife.org

Over 522,000 views by and more than 156,000 visits from poets, writers and lovers of literature and art
Over 25,000 comments by poets and friends
Nearly 6,900 subscribers via WordPress, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and eMail.
Opportunities: Calls for Submissions, Contests, Events and Other Information and News
Support for Freedom of Expression; Peace, Sustainability, Social Justice
Wednesday Writing Prompt, see your poems on theme published the following Tuesday
Enjoy poems and poets, including underrepresented voices and poets just finding their voices in maturity

Rock with us …

“A poet’s work . . . to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep.” Salman Rushdie

Unless otherwise noted, the content of this blog, including the photos and text (poems, essays, stories, feature articles), are owned by Jamie Dedes. Links and short excerpts of a post (up to 5 lines) may be used with credit and a link back the post or you may use the Word Press reblog function.

Please do not copy, print or post the work of guest poets, writers and photographers without their permission. Leave a comment on the post and I’ll put you in touch.

Photographs of recommended products are generally the property of the producer.

Contact thepoetbyday@gmail.com with questions or for permissions.

The Poet by Day is an information hub for poets and writers. Featured each week are Calls for Submissions, Contests, Events and other useful news. Responses to WEDNESDAY WRITING PROMPTS are published on the following Tuesday. SEND ANNOUNCEMENTS AND PRESS RELEASES to thepoetbyday@gmail.com

Actively supports freedom of expression, sustainability and human rights.

The BeZine fosters understanding through a shared love of the arts and humanities and all things spirited; seeks to make a contribution toward personal healing and deference for the diverse ways people try to make moral, spiritual and intellectual sense of a world in which illness, violence, despair, loneliness and death are as prevalent as hope, friendship, reason and birth. Submissions to Jamie Dedes bardogroup@gmail.com

Actively supports peace, environmental sustainability, social justice and a life of the spirit.

Unicorn Diasporic Birdwatching | Gili Haimovich

Unicorn latent love contrived happiness kindness that can’t be helped excluded from my own language how can one be mad at a unicorn for its rarity? Diasporic Nostalgia We don’t feel shame when we share memories of when being in love was a novelty. We’re nostalgic once a year and hug a bit more often. […]

When The Queen Came to Tea | John Anstie

A little boy in awe, aged six, perhaps more …or thereabouts, it matters little or less. Four years had passed since She had been proclaimed our Queen, our first coronation for a Queen Elizabeth in nearly four hundred years. So young. So pretty. So popular and pure. Around my age there was another little boy […]

Outcasts Gate Grieving | Linda Chown

Outcasts have a way of touching When I start the night I think Eskimo’s and seashells: Places of open abandon Like black sheep and the wild ones- Outcasts have a way of touching Those forlorn places that you hide Beside the beauty of your mind Sather Gate Taking me higher than I was Pairing with […]

Stop Gun Deaths

Special Section for Summer 2023:Stop Gun Deaths “Guns are now the leading cause of death for children in the U.S. [aged 1–19].” Full stop. Think about that for a long moment. As motor-vehicle caused deaths for children (ages 1–19) have declined steeply in the U.S. during the first part of the 21st C., gun deaths […]

Assuage with pen ye troubadours | Lorraine Caputo

Assuagement I had awakened my hand aching from words yet to be expressed & foretelling an all-day rain that spilled into the courtyard outside my door It felt like an autumn day, dried palm fronds blown groundward by the wind This all-night rain continues to flow across the patio outside my door With Pen With […]

	Jamie Dedes on “Night Mail” by W.…
	Irene aarons on “Night Mail” by W.…
	Jamie Dedes on “Night Mail” by W.…
	anjum wasim dar on “Night Mail” by W.…
	anjum wasim dar on With Twice Found Hope and Tend…

ABOUT THE POET BY DAY

Rate this:

Thank you for sharing your love of words. Comments will appear after moderation.

Like this:

Related

10 Comments

Thank you! Cancel reply