The Snowflake Chronicles

May 2015 Facebook Poems

Istiqlal (Independence), 4 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Friday, May 1, 2015
Eleventh Day of Ridvan and May Day

1

hot cup of java
cranberry shortbread crumble
first breakfast in May

2

coffee and watermelon
a good mid-morning snack or
a second breakfast

Jalal (Glory), 5 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Saturday, May 2, 2015
Twelfth Day of Ridvan

Saturday morning
an unknown dog is barking
his irritation echoes
through the neighborhood.

Jamal (Beauty), 6 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Sunday, May 4, 2015

Choir outside my door
Sing praise to the light of dawn
Sparrows are happy

Kamal (Perfection), 7 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Monday, May 4, 2015

It's Monday again!

In the trees
birds sing joyfully,
while somewhere on the next block
a rooster crows.

The bold aroma of morning
is wafting
through my apartment,
while I intone God's Most Great Name.

The first full week of May
has begun.

Fiḍal (Grace), 8 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Happy Birthday Nellie Bly!
Tell the world
what a girl is good for.

Idal (Justice), 9 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Wednesday, May 6, 2015

One word at a time,
One sentence at a time,
One paragraph at a time,
And soon one thousand words are written.

Istijlal (Majesty), 10 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Thursday, May 7, 2015

Tree limbs dancing in the wind,
Boy wearing a blue shirt,
Is throwing rocks into the street:
Where are his play mates?

Istiqlal (Independence), 11 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Friday, May 8, 2015

Friday afternoon
Sixty-two degrees with clouds
Wind whispering sweet nothings

Jalal (Glory), 12 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Saturday, May 9, 2015

Saturday afternoon
Clouds floating across the blue sky
Too many to find shapes
Except in the patches
Where sky blue
Show through.

Jamal (Beauty), 13 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Sunday, May 10, 2015
Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day!
Take a moment of silence
To say a prayer
Or raise high your coffee cup
To toast Mama and Grandma.

Kamal (Perfection), 14 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Monday, May 11, 2015

On Monday morning
A rooster greets dawns first light
Birds sing in the trees

Fiḍal (Grace), 15 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Tuesday morning
yellow school buses drive past
white clouds in a blue sky

Idal (Justice), 16 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Wednesday, May 13, 2015

I purchased a package of scrub sponges
because I wash dishes by hand
I read the direction carefully.

it read
"Do not microwave."
I don't have a problem with that
because when I use my microwave
it throws a breaker.

It also said
"Sanitize in dishwasher..."
I got the sponges
because I am the dishwasher.

Istijlal (Majesty), 17 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Thursday, May 14, 2015

The postal delivery person
has come and gone,
so now I can get ready to leave the house.

The mail carrier didn't stay long,
which probably means
I didn't get any mail;
this could be a blessing
or not.

Istiqlal (Independence), 18 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Friday, May 15, 2015

1

I see white clouds flow
across the blue sky of morning
a gentle wind blow

2

Friday afternoon
a fluffy white cloud sails
across the blue sky:
distraction.

Jalal (Glory), 19 Jamál (Beauty), 172 BE - Saturday, May 16, 2015

Final word count = 8,116;
It's a love story,
It's a romance story,
It's a crime story,
It's a relationship story,
All rolled into one short story.

I'm weary,
I can't think,
Arthritis causes
My thumb joint to ache
And I blame it on the space bar
Because neither the enter key
Nor the shift key
Causes my little finger joint to ache.

Jamal (Beauty), 1 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Sunday, May 17, 2015
Feast of Grandeur

Cold watermelon
And a hot cup of coffee
Breakfast on Sunday

Kamal (Perfection), 2 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Monday, May 18, 2015

Broken clouds sunshine
No wind whispers to the trees
Neighbors are fighting

Fiḍal (Grace), 3 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Baby bird chirping
Mama returns with a worm
Baby is silent

Idal (Justice), 4 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Leftover Wednesday
I'm not sure what I'm fixing,
what I do know
is that all the storage containers
are empty and washed
while the leftovers of the day
are heating.

Istijlal (Majesty), 5 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Thursday, May 21, 2015

You know you're getting old when...
...the three second rule
becomes the three minute rule.

Istiqlal (Independence), 6 Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Friday, May 22, 2015

Something moved my chair
Like someone bumped against it
There was an earthquake

Jalal (Glory), 7 Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Saturday, May 23, 2015

Cloudy Saturday
No wind to disperse the chill
Sound of pigeon wings

Jamal (Beauty), 8 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Sunday, May 24, 2015

1

Warning!
Do not attempt
to type a log-in ID
or password
before consuming
at least one cup of coffee.

2

Neighbors are moving
carrying their belonging in shopping carts
going from one apartment building
to the next.

Kamal (Perfection), 9 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Monday, May 25, 2015

The sound of pigeons
Cooing at the morning sun
Music echoing

Fiḍal (Grace), 10 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Tuesday, May 26, 2015

What shall I write
about the fading night
God's light rises
a beautiful new day dawns.

Idal (Justice), 11 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Wednesday, May 27, 2015

I gave into temptation
and purchased something practical;
something I needed
instead of something I wanted.

I deserve a reward!
I deserve
a pint of chocolate chip ice cream,
but I spent all my money
on the practical item.

Istijlal (Majesty), 12 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Thursday, May 28, 2015

One more romance to write;
Will it keep me up all night?

I think I'll fix me something to eat,
while I'm deciding what to write next.

Istiqlal (Independence), 13 Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Friday, May 29, 2015

Friday afternoon
is a funny time of day
I'm too tired to play.

Jalal (Glory), 14 Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Saturday, May 30, 2015

Looking forward to summer...
a picnic in the park,
an individual seedless watermelon
to cool down
triple digit days.

Jamal (Beauty), 15 ‘Aẓamat (Grandeur), 172 BE - Sunday, May 31, 2015

Pushing through the morning
despite the midnight pain wake up call
and lack of sleep
Sunday will be a good day;
that's what the singing birds say.