Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Ribbons of Red

Ribbons of red to celebrate
the holidays, good times ahead
We wish, count down the days, and wait
Ribbons of red

I'm thinking of you, instead
How your numbers are of late
Hope you're well on the new meds

Whether chance or whether fate
connected us with life's fine thread
To you, my prayers I dedicate
Ribbons of red.


hedgewitch said...

A simple-seeming roundel with quite am old school feel, for a modern topic. I like the universal quality of "We wish, count down the days, and wait..." it applies here, as it could apply to so much.

hedgewitch said...

PS. and I love the new Savage Chickens.

Crayotic Ramblings said...

Thank you for this. It's beautiful.

I seem to have gotten something in my eye...

So much love to you.

Ella said...

I love how heart tugging this! Your verse is so effective~ YOU made this look simple, but I know it is not~
Well done Miss Mouse!

Fireblossom said...

Keep shining a light, Ms. Mouse.

Hannah said...

Well done on this form it flows formlessly and the mention of the thread with the vision of this red ribbon bracketing it is powerful.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Wow! What a heartfelt message, LM. Your use of form is so subtle that one never feels it detracts from what you are saying, yet lends a formality to the words and makes it both personal and universal at the same time.

brudberg said...

Love the message, very well made into the roundel form.

Margaret said...

We all have someone who has been touched by Aids. Nicely done.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Yes, one day, one day soon, is my prayer. Excellent write, right on.