5/27/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Dehydrated
Dehydrated I watched the water trickle down the hillside slipping around blades of grass the way boys slunk past me their eyes fixed to the svelte curves of the beauty across the room as if in their...
View Article6/03/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Dandelions
Dandelions Summer offers her warming light so playful children can butter their chins. Finally going to seed it takes only a puff of air to tear them limb from limb and send them flying. Each little...
View Article6/03/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Only a Sigh
Only a Sigh The dark summer night hid their desire till the stars came out and kissed their skin. Her breath came slowly only a sigh but he inhaled it till it filled his soul. The rhythm of the night...
View Article6/9/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Guillotine
(Writer’s Digest – 2nd Place Winner- Quatern Challenge 3/05/2012) Guillotine When your lips brush my yielding neck, I remember why I should turn away from all the sharpened words that landed with a...
View Article6/11/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Just Beneath the Mirror’s...
Just Beneath the Mirror’s Surface We are water. Our words pour out our grief. Heated in our argument our flowing tears cloud our thinking. It might be easier to push them back, but we must put our...
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6/24/ 2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Child’s Play
(From Poetic Bloomings prompt: http://poeticbloomings.com/) Child’s Play I have blown my share of tiny bubbles sending them drifting off to space, yet not one of them with my breath could live a...
View Article11/14/2012 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Stern Mooring
*Winner of a Beautiful Bloom Award from Poetic Bloomings! Stern Mooring I wanted to feel the ground solid beneath my feet to know there was a wall formidable, unwavering, that could barricade me in...
View Article12/02/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Let the Puppy Off His Leash
Let the Puppy Off His Leash Sometimes things you try to hold on to shouldn’t go together. Like wearing a business suit to the beach, refined, dignified, you keep your shoes on. If only you would strip...
View Article12/05/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – She Throws Him Out Like an...
She Throws Him Out Like an Old Candy Wrapper Needing a hug, hunger fights for its rightful place. Needing a hug, no therapeutic masking drug, nor melting caramel tongue embrace, fills her longing,...
View Article12/10/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – In a Perfect World
In a Perfect World The world outside where children giggled and mothers shushed was never kind so her music rarely left her porch. Yet I longed to enter her lavender house through ribbons that...
View Article12/20/2012 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Writer’s Digest TOP 25!
I am VERY PROUD to announce that my poem ‘Plum Crazy’ was listed in the TOP 25 poems during the 2012 Poetic Aside’s April PAD Challenge! (Hundreds of poets and thousands of submissions!) Plum Crazy...
View Article4/1/2013 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Swaying
Swaying Don’t try to change my mind like God changes the wind when he finds himself lying on his stomach on a lazy summer day longing for clouds to billow and twist like earthly balloons into...
View Article4/1/2013 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – I Put My Stamp on Upside-Down
I Put My Stamp on Upside-Down I told her seeing tomorrow IS the goal but then I knew my comment trite and foolish like a resounding escalator whirling without a single willing rider like us so...
View Article4/3/2013 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Curling
Curling If I were clairvoyant I wouldn’t have to peek and my pancakes would all be perfectly browned without one edge curling bent out shape with my indecision. But it isn’t my fault for it is God who...
View Article4/12/2013 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Only Adolescent Friendships...
Only Adolescent Friendships Die It was the lifting of his shoulder, only the flipping of his hair, the sigh. He turned away. The weight of it pressed her stomach till she felt scarred and blackened...
View Article6/09/2013 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Fran’s Woven Glass
Fran’s Woven Glass There is a tapestry of life with distorted dreams and chaotic threads that pull one day into the next. First one, then two, then a blurring of a thousand oil stained slats that form...
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Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Riding Shotgun in the Rain, Remember Man
Poetic Asides, Poem-a-Day Challenge April 2014 Day 1 – Beginning and Ending Poem Riding Shotgun in the Rain You might see that first drop hit the windshield, that splatter of...
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Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – I Learned from the Best of Them
I Learned From the Best of Them Bent over in a mocking bow, he should not be jealous of what I know. For my fingers know the quick wind of a knife blade taunting closer, in a father’s...
View Article4/3/2014 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Kindred Spirits
PAD Day 3 Message Poem Kindred Spirits Collected pain drips from an assortment of wobbly elbows until this night’s convergence of long island tea and bloody marys leaves their imprints far too messed...
View Article4/6/2015 – Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Silent Auction
Silent Auction My head against the rest again impatiently waiting until six o’clock, our usual spot by the smell of greasy burgers, when car by car we’d trade. It was only a bear left behind on...
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