March Ruckus
Sharp scent portentous
Wind’s kicking up a ruckus
leaves, wildlife scatter
but memories–no, never
Madness knits, soon drops stitches
~ Cale
Sharp scent portentous
Wind’s kicking up a ruckus
leaves, wildlife scatter
but memories–no, never
Madness knits, soon drops stitches
~ Cale
She bought a hand-vac
red as lipstick hookers wear
but not her, never
Dude said it was powerful
could suck up a good-size cat
she had no cat, so
selling point was lost on her
Home, she plugged it in
pressed it against her temple
praying memories be gone
~ Hagar

… Patchwork life
patched-up heart
fading patchwork brain
patchwork thoughts unraveling
mismatched memories
tear
remain…
but patchwork soul
is prized posession
redemption stitched
with reddest thread
(Jesus bled)
’round each stained square ~
~ Cale
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2026/02/21/weekend-writing-prompt-456-patchwork/
https://estherchilton.co.uk/2026/02/18/writing-prompts-103/
Poem from Hagar ~

Thanks to you my heart
is padlocked for all time
don’t dare claim it your victory
don’t mistake my words
as pining for a last chapter
reconciliation–
you no longer own a single
pulse of beating organ
behind bone bars
prison you built–
memories, fiery darts from
season of ill-winds blown
torment ~
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2026/02/14/weekend-writing-prompt-455-padlock/