I am lonely

Left bereft.

 

When you are gone

To that far highland place

I cannot touch

Your flaming heart

That lives

In a world apart

When your heart flees

To that far highland world

 

What makes your fragile heart

Cry low

Yearning for the gypsies so?

 

The music and the dancing flow

Like phantoms through your dreams

 

And will your yearning heart

Pursuing your dream

Throughout the night

Find the misted way

Into the dawn?

 

I stand forlorn.

 

What makes your heart ever beseech

The gypsy world beyond your reach

A realm quite fair

That only exists within

Your dreams or so it seems?

The city holds the day

In a hammock

Of mountains and ocean tides,

Measuring the hours

In the rippling of waves,

The sundial shadows of the hills.

The one same morning or evening star

GLASS RAIN – poetry by Margaret Roxby

“IN A WORLD APART,” found among the author’s papers, bore the title of “Unfinished” as the poet had not completed the final edit. In it the poet, once again, touches on one of her favorite topics: gypsies. The poem is included this week for Kiss and Makeup Day, August 25.

REFRACTIONS – poetry by Robert Roxby

In “OUR POND,” the author takes us back to his youth among the hills where he lived with his father who worked in the coal mines of Ohio, Pennsylvania and West Virginia. This poem appears in his collection Reflections on a Lifetime. It is included this week for National Just Because Day, August 27.

THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS – poetry by Kathleen Roxby

“CITY BY THE SEA” is included this week for August 30, National Beach Day.

 

 

Readers who write in response to one of the prompts listed each month in Splintered Glass, may see their work presented here on the last week of that month. Though poems are preferred, short prose work will also be considered for publication.

Guidelines for submission:

  1. List Splintered Glass prompt which inspired the work in the text of your email.
  2. Submit material to be published as Microsoft Word document. Submission should not be longer than one page. Editing will not be provided, please be careful.
  3. Include two brief sentences about the author. Example: Michael Whozits is the author of A Book and The Curl, a blog. He is a retired pilot and avid surfer.
  4. Submission must arrive no later than the 3rd Wednesday of the month in which the Splintered Glass prompt appeared. Only one reader’s submission will be selected for any given month.
  5. Send submission to karoxby@gmail.com.

 

  1. We are two-thirds of the of the way through this year and World Never Give Up Day pops up on the calendar, but also National Kiss and Make-up Day.
    1. Do these two days have the same goal or not? Take and stance and defend it.
    2. Which of these two days speaks most strongly to you? Why? Tell the world.
  2. National Just Because Day and National Beach Day are in the month of August.
    1. Do these two days seem to belong together to you or would you argue not? Tell us.
    2. Pick one of these days and write a poem in praise of the occasion.
  3. National Senior Citizens Day occurs in August. Write a tribute to a senior citizen you know or knew.
  4. During the hot, often muggy days of August, do you envy the birds in flight, people flying off to cooler places? Share your dreams as a poem or in prose.

 

Through all the aches and agonies,

I can still hear the calls—

The cheerfulness of fifes,

Drumbeats of the heart—

All calling the mind to mend.

There is a life ahead to live.

Somewhere someone waits patiently.

Seek, if you would, the trail.

The big boat swishes through the waves,

That swell and break in rhythmic splendor.

Dark wraiths of smoke hover

Over matte-colored pools of reflected glory.

The wind grows cold—

Only a memory of recent warmth wanders

Through the air.

High above, in a street of green light,

Two angel clouds

Fling misty snow-white gowns

Across the sky, flow with the departing sun

(Sinking now beyond the horizon),

And fade finally into the spreading roseate

After-glow and are lost.

Only twilight remains.

When you were young

I was young, too
in the same time
though not beside you

We lived apart
we never met

But

We played the same
childgames
and laughed
and cried
and grew
older…

Now you are old
and I am old
and you will be
a friend

For we were young
together
and this is enough
for now

GLASS RAIN – poetry by Margaret Roxby

“CROSSING THE LAKE,” was found among the author’s papers with this note: “when in the Sierras at a mountain retreat, a pause to reflect….” The author and her husband often traveled into mountainous and forested areas which he liked to share with her, places that reminded him of his West Virginia youth. The poet did not considered this poem finalized, and the page on which it was typed included an excerpt: “gun-metal promise of morning,” which she had apparently cut, but not fully abandoned. There is also an unexplained reference to Ohio—perhaps the scene brought back memories of her early years living on the Ohio River?

REFRACTIONS – poetry by Robert Roxby

“A LIFE AHEAD,” is one stanza of a two stanza poem bearing this title. The second stanza will appear at a later date on this website. This stanza in appears for August 18, World Never Give Up Day. The complete poem is included in his collection Reflections on a Lifetime.

THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS – poetry by Kathleen Roxby

“FOR WE WERE YOUNG TOGETHER” is a poem inspired by observing the interaction between residents in the old age facilities the author visited as a volunteer and also during the last months of her grandmother’s life. It is included this week for August 21, National Senior Citizen’s Day.

 

 

Readers who write in response to one of the prompts listed each month in Splintered Glass, may see their work presented here on the last week of that month. Though poems are preferred, short prose work will also be considered for publication.

Guidelines for submission:

  1. List Splintered Glass prompt which inspired the work in the text of your email.
  2. Submit material to be published as Microsoft Word document. Submission should not be longer than one page. Editing will not be provided, please be careful.
  3. Include two brief sentences about the author. Example: Michael Whozits is the author of A Book and The Curl, a blog. He is a retired pilot and avid surfer.
  4. Submission must arrive no later than the 3rd Wednesday of the month in which the Splintered Glass prompt appeared. Only one reader’s submission will be selected for any given month.
  5. Send submission to karoxby@gmail.com.