PF:#Poemtober: A haiku and a cherita


As I drafted this post, it struck me that most of the poems I’ve written and shared recently seem to be a bit dark. Honestly, I don’t think they reflect my state of mind! With that disclaimer,  I’m sharing my #Poemtober responses  for “dizzy” and for “pattern.” As always, I’m grateful for the prompts and challenges that encourage me to write regularly. 

buffeted by daily news
dizzy with dismay
hope hides in shadows

©Molly Hogan, 2019


One dull thud

Three wispy red feathers
pattern the smudged windowpane

one brilliant cardinal
dims and cools on the ground
the silence reverberates

©Molly Hogan, 2019

This week’s Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by the gracious and talented Irene Latham at her blog, Live Your Poem. Make sure to drop by and fill up with some poetry!

22 thoughts on “PF:#Poemtober: A haiku and a cherita

  1. Linda Mitchell says:

    ooooooooh, the cardinal! I love the visit in your poem. Yes, beautiful silence is a gift. The giver a cardinal. Perfect. I’m sorry to say that I find hope more in the shadows these days as well. I’m trying. I agree with you that the prompts are so welcome. They keep me focused on producing “something,” even when writing is not at the top of my list.

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  2. Tabatha says:

    I like the contrast between the dull thud and the brilliant cardinal. So sad that the brilliance dims and cools…

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  3. I really love the cardinal poem. Recently I witnessed the life leaving a bird that thudded against my window. I later described it to our adult children, and one of them asked me why did I watch it so closely, those moments of death. I think, maybe, because of what you express in this poem. That beautiful bird deserved a witness. xo

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    • mbhmaine says:

      I was so saddened by the sight of that cardinal and the few feathers on the window. I think I saw your photo of the bird you mentioned–a brown thrasher, wasn’t it? Poor wee birds.


  4. margaretsmn says:

    I had a bird crash into my window recently. I immediately looked up what to do. Unfortunately I didn’t save him. I haven’t written about it yet. Just too sad. Yours is a beautiful elegy.

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  5. jama says:

    Just before I read your cardinal poem, I heard a thud on the window. I feel sorry for the stunned bird. And “dizzy with dismay” describes me perfectly.

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  6. lindabaie says:

    I don’t have a big window anymore, but had a few birds ‘thud’ at my other home on sliding glass doors. I guess your cardinal lament touched all of us. That ‘dims’ and ‘silence reverberates’ tells all. I also like “hope lies in shadows”, truth well written, Molly.

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  7. Wow, Molly – such powerful poems, both. –“dims and cools” is an amazing line. Yours in the dizziness, keeping an eye out for that glimmer of hope, hiding…. Thanks for sharing!

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  8. The cardinal poem takes my breath away… but not in the way that that poor bird had his breath taken away. Poor thing. 😦

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  9. Both are lovely. The first one really resonated with me. I’m hanging on to that hope.

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  10. Prompts and challenges often help me, too. Your recent poems have been really powerful, Molly, and these two are no exception. My heart hurts for your brilliant, silent cardinal, but I love the idea that “hope hides in shadows.”

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  11. “hope hides in shadows” – I think the beautiful thing is that it still is there, albeit hiding somewhere. 🙂 Thanks for sharing your poems! 🙂

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  12. Susan Bruck says:

    I also love the line “hope hides in shadows” And your cardinal poem is beautiful and sad.
    I also love prompts and challenges to keep me going. Next year–poemtober/inktober!!!

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  13. mbhmaine says:

    Prompts and challenges are so helpful, especially when my schedule seems overwhelming. Somehow responding to a prompt, or trying to do so, seems much less daunting than finding a block of writing time. Also, I’m often surprised by what emerges!


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