The Forgotten Poems Day 1

OMG seriously o.m.g.

I got most of the rest of my stuff out of my daughter's shed yesterday and I went through a tub and found a book of my poems dated 1977-1991. I had forgotten all about them. I think I'll blog them for posterity since the only thing I can leave my kids and grandkids are youtube videos and facebook crap.

I must have been a senior in high school when I wrote this first one:

Para Tu

When the flame
goes out
what is left?
A mere puff
of smoke
or is it
something more,
something no one
will ever understand?

For a fleeting
moment
its presence
is felt
and then
it's gone too.

Relief.
The body
relaxes
sinking slowly
into a state
of quiet
peacefulness
and the mind
is
at
rest.

100 Days of Doilies Day 90

Digging back in my personal stash for the last few doilies in this series.

this is one of the first doilies I did after I learned to crochet. I mean seriously, can you tell how complicated it is? Add to that fact it was an ancient vintage pattern very poorly written. But I jumped in with both feet and all guns blazing. I never did finish it 100% because I couldn't figure the last bits out. It's falling apart now but I still love it.