Love’s Rescue
Love’s Rescue
I wondered if you could trust me
I wondered if I could trust
I held you in my arms
You seemed so small and fragile
I told you I’d be back soon
I hated giving you up for a time
I had to wait for you to be mine
I promised to love you all the time
Today we meet once again
I brought your favorite things
I am excited this Valentine’s Day
Love comes in many forms to stay
Christmas EveBy Patricia LynneMy Grandma’s Christmas tradition was that everyone attend church on Christmas Eve.At one time, her family took two pews. She had seven children.I am now 68, and I have spent every Christmas Eve in church with the exception of COVId which I streamed.Singing hymns was always a highlight of the service be it Catholic, Methodist, Evangelical or Lutheran.My Grandma Theresa was Catholic. In fact, her life revolved around church and church activities. Her sister was a nun who taught Indian children.I, on the other hand was Baptized and confirmed Catholic, but went on to try different denominations.Through marriage of twenty five years I was Lutheran. After divorce, I attended an evangelical church.Christmas is about Jesus birth in Bethlehem in all these churches. There has always been something special about being a part of this worship on Christmas Eve. I have memories of real candles burning, the lights off in this very old church withStatutes adorning a huge altar. I recall brown sandwich bags with an orange, an apple, and peanuts given to the kids.Silent Night has been sung by the congregation in the Sixty-eight years I have sat in a wooden pew in a church. It always moves me. I remember the family that sang with me who have now passed on.I remember listening to my children sing Silent Night at church concerts at Christmas.It feels right to be in church on Christmas Eve. AnUnmovable foundation in my life. I don’t know how many more I will be blessed with, but this tradition is dear to me.
Haiku
Nature’s Decor
Snowflakes swirl
Sprinkling powder dust
Ghostly green pine trees
Aroma
Thankfulness within
Family gatherings abound
Kindness fills the air
Traditions live on
Lists being written
Presents purchased or made
Hope conquering fear
Evening ride
Reindeer circling Claus
Ready for their famous ride
Rudolph nose flashes
Glee
Frosty the Snowman
Charcoal eyes, carrot nose, smile
Here come the Children
Haiku
Visual
Visual
By Patricia Lynne
November 16, 1021
Orbs float in sea of blue
Compose music for all life below
Flora reach up from soft seabed
Dance and sway to notes sweet flow
The cadence can be observed
Bouncing off soothing waves
Speaking a private language
A peaceful solitude resurged
Shimmering in midnight blue
Twisting in rhythmic pose
Gold ribbon highlights twinkle
A season’s hope again renewed
Shiver
Cold slate waters make me shiver
A feeling that comes around every winter
Icy winds roar from the north
from Canada they say
Shivers are here to stay
Darkness hovers earlier
Covering our great state
Shivers in the shadows shake
White wet frozen crystals
From dark clouds afloat
Shiver, time for winter coat
Pets fur grows longer
To keep shivers at bay
Spring seems a long way
The geese fly south
Fleeing from shivers
As fall flowers wither
Burr! Baby it’s cold outside!
Elixer
Elixer
That very first sip
Soothing to the tastebuds
Joy tingles on your tongue
Stimulates my sleepy brain
Until that first sip comes again
Friends love or hate coffee
Opting for tantalizing teas
To begin their fresh new day
What can a coffee buff say
Even the cup is welcoming
We all have our favorite
A treasure someone gifted us
Even the plastic kind, no fuss
Personally I came to like it
Much Later In my life
I’m making up for lost time
Starbucks each morning, oh my!
By Patricia Lynne
October of Fall
By Patricia Lynne
Leaves crunch under my feet
Crisp air blows through my hair
Colors of Fall: red, orange, yellow;
Burnt, rustic, golden
October means many things
A prelude to winter snows
end to simmering weather
The timeless colors of Fall
Jumping in leaves as a child
After raking them in a pile
Tracing a leaf on paper
Coloring the veins bright red
Waiting for the holiday of
Halloween: costumes, candy
Trick-or-treat the mantra
At porch doors open and lit
Scavenger hunts at sunset
Around the neighborhood
Searching for things on a list
Returning home for cider
Bobbing for apples in the dark
Among skeletons and spiders
Creepy, crawling horrors
Happily not for real
Generation after generation
Play this game of fright
On a Halloween night
In this fleeting October of Fall
Five and Dime
Five and Dime
By Patricia Lynne
October 13, 2021.
It seems like quite a few stores in downtown Kenosha, Wisconsin,
Were five and dime stores when I was growing up. There was Ben Franklin, Kressge’s, and Woolworth’s. These three stores were on one block all in a row.
A quarter went a long way in 1960 even if shared by three young girls. We could each get a soda and a hot dog at Woolworth’s snack bar for a nickel.
Next, at Ben Franklin we bought what was referred to as “penny candy”. There was licorice sticks which were three for a penny. Just right for our little trio.
Then at Kressge’s we found flavored ice pops for two cents each. I remember liking orange. It tasted so cool on a hot summer day.
We walked about twelve blocks each way, laughing, giggling, kicking stones.
Our toes were pretty sore because we all wore inexpensive flip flops so we took them off completely and went barefoot.
Christine, Diane and I shared these Saturday afternoon jaunts for several years. It was exchanged for the record store as we got older where we cloud listen to records free in a small room.
When we had money we would buy a forty-five record for a quarter. Then head to the malt shop and share a fry and coke.
The inevitable happened and we grew older. We all went to different high schools and seldom got together after that. There were new friends made, and different paths taken.
I’m sure Diane and Chrissy,as we called her, remember those times as fondly as I do. Such carefree times.
Patricia Lynne Poetry 