Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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Three prompts, three poems.  Enjoy, Amy

FOR SENSATIONAL HAIKU WEDNESDAY (prompt: Home)

Our Big Transatlantic Move

In tropics too long…
Gazing at Autumn’s palette
we know we are home.

© 2011 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

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FOR ONE SINGLE IMPRESSION (prompt: Silence)

Silence

Deeply drowsy,
almost asleep,
I am awakened by
silence.

My silence possesses
a certain charisma.
Mood music melts my mind
in the key of D-flat.

As one’s eye might
perceive a heavy haze
on a lazy afternoon,
so I hear my silence.

Whispers, wishes.
Haunting harmonics
pitched aloft like angels, but
with a hint of humanity.

© 2011 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

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FOR POETS UNITED (prompt: Third letter of your first name. And no, my first name is not “Sharp”!)

Y Not?

Yawningly waking.
Yearning aching to make love.
Yanking off your T-shirt,
purring, giggling, yowling…

Yelling, “Yes! yes! yes!”
After all these years,
you and I are youngas our first “yowza”!

© 2011 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For Lex, with love


One Single Impression asked us to write a poem around the theme, “Dawn.” I was going to write about Mary Ann on Gilligan’s Island, Dawn Wells, but darned if I didn’t go a little deeper!

IT DAWNED ON ME

It dawned on me during a down
that depression is a gift
A room all to oneself
dim, yet habitable

with the sure knowledge
that gloom will fade; the haze will lift
Shifting moods
sifting sand between my toes

Depression’s night is so dark
one doesn’t look up
seeking stars
nor speak of the moon

The lifting is like dawn
a clean new day
made for venturing
beyond the front door

Flowers’ scent sweeter
sun illuminating
individual blades of grass
as they cast minute shadows

And then there’s
the thanking God part…

© 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore, Sharp Little Pencil