If I Lost You more than anything I would miss the sound of your voice—
its tone when you greeted me with your smiling eyes as you walked through our kitchen door
by Lori Lipsky
Three Horses in the Cold There stood three geldings strong Side by side Near the fence— We paused our hike In admiration And they returned our gaze From the horizontal bars Of metal pipe fence Hung neat rows of Miniature icicles— A delicate Crystal valance *** by Lori Lipsky first published by Bolts of Silk, January 2012
Related poems you may enjoy: Snowflake Through the North Window As Snow Falls Upcoming Event: Featured Reader, Winter Festival of Poetry, Sunday, February 16, 2014 at The Fountain of Madison, 122 State Street, Madison WI, 2pm. Sponsored by the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets.
The Knitter to show her love she knit him a sweater praying as she worked with size two needles bless the man who wears this sweater with health, respect, riches and love throughout his lifetime He tried it on to be polite then tossed the perfect-fit on a rear closet shelf— Months after he’d disposed of the knitter he donated the never-worn sweater, and now hours of knitted prayers await the man who hunts for love on a Goodwill rack *** by Lori Lipsky photo: DonNichols/istockphoto I'm pleased to announce I'll be one of the featured readers this Sunday, February 16, taking part in the Winter Festival of Poetry, sponsored by the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets. You are cordially invited to attend. Free at 2pm at The Fountain of Madison, 122 State Street, Madison, Wisconsin. Also participating on Sunday will be former WI Poet Laureate, Marilyn Taylor, and Shoshauna Shy.
Errand Day Five clerks served up my daily portion of human contact One had a cold—I pitied him then disinfected my hands Two expressed only unhappiness eager for her shift to end Three talked all the while to her co-worker seeing right through me Four never thought to make eye contact or smile Five brought kindness back to my world infusing my evening with pleasant feelings *** by Lori Lipsky photo credit: istockphoto/photoeuphoria Also showing today: Through the North Window at The Barn Door
It’s time to celebrate! My annual blog report from WordPress has arrived. Thank you, readers. Thanks especially to those who take time to comment. Thank you for your words of encouragement. You help (more than you know) to keep me writing.
How about some chocolate? As a thank you, I’d love to send some chocolate to my most active commenters. The top five commenters on Poetry Patio in 2013 were:
1. Susan Bahr from Vermont (Down the Mountain Road)
3. Joanie from WI (Joanie Shawhan/In Her Shoes)
5. Dorannrule (Dor) from Virginia (Virginia Views)
Thank you, thank you for your support! Send your mailing address to me at lipskypatio [at] gmail.com and I’ll send some chocolates your way.
More Stats: Visitors came to Poetry Patio from 81 countries in 2013. Besides the U.S., Canada, the U.K. and Australia were not far behind.
My most commented on post was Devotion.
My most viewed poem was A Sleeping Baby (written in 2012).
My busiest day of the year was the day I posted the poem Good Morning.
For fun, I’ve included those three short poems below. Happy New Year!
All the best to you in 2014! ~Lori
Good Morning Sing, Dance, Hum Shout out the window Clash the cymbals Another new day ***** by Lori Lipsky photo credit: jamesbenet/istockphoto
A Sleeping Baby When trouble crowds in Watch a baby sleep Touch a baby arm Kiss a baby hand When stress climbs high Whiff a little baby smell Rock a baby, nuzzle Watch a baby sleep ********** by Lori Lipsky photo credit:istockphoto/Kristina Greke
Devotion Devotion is better measured by time than enthusiasm ****** by Lori Lipsky Happy 60th Anniversary, Mom and Dad. *Married June 6, 1953* Congratulations!
My new poem Christmas Cards is posted today over at the Barn Door. Your comments
over at the Barn Door site are much appreciated. Thank you for your support!
I wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Shadows long, lonely road— she would walk all night given the guarantee of vacant shadows Lori Lipsky
The Elderly Couple by Lori Lipsky they played their routine evening memory game then before bed since they couldn't remember if they'd played already or not pulled the game box out once more *****
shades of autumn
footpaths glittered with gold
hints of heaven
In addition, my short ekphrastic Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Russell poem is posted at the Barn Door today. Your comments there are much appreciated. Thank you for reading.
note: both poems, now modified, first appeared in 2012.