Written for Ovi Poetry Challenge #93.
This weekβs inspiration word is
βriseβ. Keeping with the yearβs
theme of positivity, this is my Ovi.
Tag: Fears
In Prescious Moments Of Lucidity: A Haibun
Written for dβVerse Poets where our inspiration
today is βreflectionβ. Here is my haibun.
Slipping Away: An Ovi Poem
Written for Ovi Poetry Challenge 46
where βhelplessβ is our inspiration

I am a lot of different things
A new set of violin strings
The blackbird in your tree that sings
Isnβt making music great?
I can make a five course meal
Fish off a boat with rod and reel
Tell that jerk just how I feel
I wear a lot of different hats
Sometimes I walk along the brink
I will never let myself sink
My cheeks are rosy, in the pink
Iβm feeling happy today
BUT there are times I feel crummy
With butterflies in my tummy
And my brain is gooey gummy
As they say, it happens
When it rains my joints get sore
And I just want to yell, No More
Leave me alone and slam the door
Those are things that get me down
Some nights I canβt get to sleep
Dark fears into my head will creep
Being pulled down by waters deep
It can be rather frightening
Every day Iβm getting older
The weather feels a bit colder
Whereβs that woman who was bolder
I feel her slipping away
I have great fears I must confess
I donβt want to be someoneβs mess
I never thought Iβd be helpless
Please won’t you stay for a while?
NARΒ©2024

This is βYouβve Got A Friendβ by Carole King
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THE CIRCLE OF FEAR

We bring children into this world.
We nourish and provide for them as best we can.
We watch over them as they sleep at night and hold the back of their new bicycle as they learn to ride a two-wheeler.
We protect them with our lives, watch them grow and eventually they leave the inner sanctum of heart and home to walk among the wolves.
They marry, have children of their own and radiate joy.
The circle of life.
We pray for them, worry about them, rejoice in their accomplishments and weep for their inevitable heartbreaks.
Our parental primal instincts emerge and we struggle against the riptides of life to shelter them from the unwelcome eventualities of the world.
But we cannot.
And that is the greatest fear of all.
NAR Β© 2023