By Annie Newcomer:
The Flapper Press Café features the work of poets from around the world. Our goal is to feature their work and promote creativity and expression. This week, we feature the work of Ann Privateer.
Ann Privateer is a poet, artist, and photographer. Her recent work has appeared in the journal Third Wednesday and Entering.
From Ann:
I started writing poetry in my early twenties while on nature walks and jotting down my thoughts. The poem "Lost" is a compilation looking back to childhood mixed with my later years. "Bliss" reveals later days after my own children had attained some independence. "Awakening" was written recently during this pandemic when I joined a poetry group on Zoom.
What happens when I hear a poem that resonates with me is that I then feel connected to others. This is what I hope for readers who read my poems.
Lost
Walking around the block
I thought I knew the way
Until all the houses
Were strange, new to this
Child of ten venturing
Out, widening, growing
But lost, none the less
Who also lost her mom's
Favorite brocaded
Handkerchief, her favorite
Also, boohoo, and
Her father's silver pocket
Knife, she searched and searched
It must have gone out
With the trash, how cruel
Life is like that sometimes
And maybe some happy
Person found what she lost
Because I find things every day.
Bliss
The lamp is low
there's no place to go
No checks, no balances
Or beaches call
Leave the hotline off
We'll fumble together
In the now of the moment
Peace is pure
And love is stardust.
Awakening
Breath in, breath out, and so it goes I know
That smile sublime will get you through the day
If weariness can spoil good resolve
The better part of valor will survive
And when evening comes to call, it will roll
Breath in, breath out, and so it goes I know
To linger when it's time to carry on
The other can not know you love them so
If weariness can spoil good resolve
And selfless love not leave you in despair
But much enlivened to be so enthralled
The better part of valor will survive
Closeness mutually beneficial
For every day there's someone that will care
If weariness can spoil good resolve
For all is unexpected in this life
The journey shared brings pain and sometimes joy
Breath in, breath out, and so it goes I know
If weariness can spoil good resolve
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