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Arrival of the full Sturgeon Moon
fish swimming in deep water
stirring the bottom for a meal
leaping to the surface, hope rises
a fisherman waits with baited breath
for the catch of a lifetime
written for dVerse writing the Cherita hosted by Merril
thank you for visiting
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Once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
sharing pieces of our hearts through dream work
drumming to the beat of seasonal raindrops
once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
chanting for peace to the heavenly gods
writing our intentions on skins of birch
once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
our dreams often finding a place of birth
written for What's Going On - Weekend with friends
Hosted by Susan - Thank you for visiting
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| Dragon Tail - TN |
Chasing dragons is never an easy task
especially when you're riding it's tail
slicing through the mountainside
navigating each wondrous curve
hold on tight, use intuition and caution
a feisty unknown can be exhilarating
but, danger unfolds when entering
deep into the lair of wilderness
blazing eyes daring you onward
adventure roars fiercely in you ears
can you conquer your inner fear
maneuvering the twisty haunted terrain
listening for the sobs of time travelers
apparitions waiting for your arrival
crossing the challenging threshold
into dense forests takes courage
there is intense immersion with nature
words of wisdom to those who ride
beware of its bite...
author's note: I recently took a trip to TN and there is a road called "The Tail of the Dragon" it consists of 318 curves in 11 miles. The scenery is beautiful but, the ride is menacing. US129 a stretch of road in the Smoky Mountains.
linking with dVerse hosted by Lillian
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Beneath a hazy sky, the library courtyard becomes a stage. A silver headed musician belts out some rhythm and blues. I find myself drifting into a time machine, lost in the melodies. All I have to do is dream, dream, dream, dream fills the evening air. Running through his catalog of original songs and some amazing covers. Any Elvis fans in the audience? Of course, there are as he proceeds to stir us with his own rendition of "Suspicious Minds". Hiding the tears from my eyes behind my shades, I sing along. "Why can't you see, what you're doing to me". The guitars, flute, drum and upright bass create a wonderland of sound on a summer night.
fading August sun
promises of silver light
chorus of tree frogs
linking with dVerse Haibun Monday - Hosted by Frank
All I Have To Do Is Dream - Everly Brothers
Suspicious Minds - first recorded by Mark James later recorded by Elvis and became a hit
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| The Uncertainty of the Poet - Giorgio de Chirico |
Riding on the train of uncertainty
in life can be a dangerous
adventure
tracks shift with little notice
leading into places unknown
full steam ahead
testing your flexibility, is your spirit
made of marble hardened by strife
preferring to hide in the shadows
of the archway of yesterday
caught in the art of still life
ripening bananas in the warmth
of the sun's glow does an appetite
for art grow
swimming in turquoise waters
head is in the clouds drifting
away with the poems of the day
linking with dVerse - Open Link Night hosted by Grace
Grace has offered some prompt ideas for open link night
Thank you for reading
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In the peacefulness of the setting sun
I drum sitting cross-legged upon the earth
the fibers of my being seemingly undone
my vision of the world becoming blurred
show me the way where the owls dreams
where the birds sing in harmonious song
where thoughts of love continuously stream
show me the place where my soul belongs
sunlight kisses the lips of radiant moonlight
drifting into the prairies where buffalo roam
a dreamer wanders into wondrous starlight
following heartbeats to a place called home
show me the way where heaven & earth meet
where the wildflowers grow strong and free
where deer sprint away from unknown streets
show me the place where my soul longs to be
in the peacefulness of the setting sun
I drum sitting cross-legged upon the earth
the fibers of my being seamlessly beating as one
following inner dreams, leads to self-worth
linking with What's Going On? Yearning for Peace
hosted by Mary
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Passionate
purple-orange sunsets
gazing into your alluring orbs
Intertwined
limbs sway under moonlight
whispering songs of our endless love
Tenderness
feathery wings of night
together soaring breathtaking heights
Whimsical
nightingales stirring tune
our hearts touching in romantic beats
linking with dVerse - hosted by Laura
writing to the form Parallelogram de Crystalline
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She danced in a world of dreams seeking adventures in places unknown. Sometimes, she just needed to escape the realities of life. One night feeling heart-broken she wandered in a foggy mist. The eerie silence leading her into the thicker forest of a dream. Up ahead she saw a figure resting on a tree stump.
He held a guitar in his hand softly strumming the blues. Her heart heavy, she too was feeling a loss. In times of crisis to hurt is to steal hope and love. She stood at the crosswalk of change.
She knelt beside him tenderly taking his hand she whispered in his ear “the songs of life will once again play”. They promised to find each other in the morning light. Their lives connected by the stars their wondrous story began. Even, if it was in a dream!
dVerse Prosery Monday
hosted by Lisa
writing up to a 144 word piece of prose
incorporating this line"To hurt is to steal"
from Mysterious Ways by U2