The dove was aloftDoused by the cold frozen rainThe first month with sleetDiverted from its missionIt seeks sustenance belowSoaring over homesSearching for scarce seeds and grainLate winter gardenA magnificent bountyIt fills its empty stomachA feeling of warmthTwo figures sit togetherBlanket by the fireSheltered from the pelting sleetAwaiting message of peace Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic PoetryContinue reading “Messenger of Peace”
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Clandestine Moon
I see you hiding in the shadowsA sliver illuminated in light The sun reveals your secretsYour clandestine antics Won’t work tonightPerhaps the clouds will grant you reprieveAs earth gets into positionTo shield you fullyFrom the sun’s watchful glare Quadrille #189: Poems Most Mad & Moonly hosted by De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) at dVerse
Gifting Lions
A shy child she wasHead down among strangersEyes peeking up through long lashes A large stuffed lion tucked under her armThe only friend to whom she spokeThe toy frayed and the child grewShe became the lionStanding her groundRoaring against injusticeAsserting herself on behalf of the meekGifting children plush lions Sadje’s What do you see #Continue reading “Gifting Lions”
Intersecting Lines
Intersecting linesEngineered with precisionOr a tangled web For Cee’s Any which way with lines
Until Spring
Indian summerConquered by winter’s resolveI sit quietlyWrapped in a woolen blanketWhile waves crash upon the shoreI rise from my perchA final walk on the beachLeft behind till springLone cold feet imprint the sandGulls cry lamentful goodbyes I pass through sand dunesPast sparkling freshwater pondsWild geese preen feathersIndifferent to the chillWhile I shiver in protest RDPContinue reading “Until Spring”
Comforting Clouds
Soft cloud comfortersEnvelop the brilliant sun Permitting a glimpse RDP Monday: BRILLIANT
Ancient Ruins
I search for the symmetry once defining these ancient ruinsPrecise as any modern day engineering Envision it…Slaves moving stoneSkilled craftsmen pounding ancient toolsThe plans coming to fruitionImagine it…Immense grandeur perched atop a mountain Surrounded by trees bearing olives and almondsPicture it…As the enemy approaches Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #336 – Search and Lens-Artists Challenge #274Continue reading “Ancient Ruins”
Magic Bubbles
In my handis a magic wand Blow…Poof!Prismatic bubbles deliverpure joy W3 Prompt #79: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Deanna, prompts us to: “Write a ‘Septolet’ that refers to something that is held, something that one might hold.”
Pumpkin Patch
Awaiting their fateThey sit in the pumpkin patchThe children circleTo pick the perfect pumpkinFor a Jack-o-Lantern face Jack-O-Lantern Halloween pumpkinAdores the laughing childrenCome to Trick or Treat For Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 6
Finger Puppets
Three little finger puppetsRise above the stageThe puppet master says to them“please don’t be afraid”I know humans are scaryAs each often wear a frownBut one look at the three of youWill turn them upside down Sadje’s What do you see # 210
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