Writing’s Mystery

Amusing

How I put pen to paper

Expecting certain words

To flow gracefully

I’m always surprised

At what lands upon

The page

Dreaming of Home

I want my home

To be worthy of flowers

Bedecked with candles

And the fragrances

Of breads, sweets

And teas, swirled into

A wondrous blend

Of my heart’s delights

For Tom Petty 

At first, resistance

Everyone I knew 

Adores all those tunes 

Which , in my mind

Trite, vacant, and “No”

Glad to say that’s wrong

Gritty dissonance

Akin to Dylan

The honest seeking

Within his lyrics

Brought out the sunlight

In this darkened world

The definition of “Athletic”

As a youth
Athletic meant “jock”
Of which I did not align
Now things change
And I find myself
Within that fold
Strange changes
Of life

Today’s Daily Prompt: Popular

This dream of my youth
Needing to be loved widely
This thing: “Popular