Saturday, February 9, 2019

Making Tracks Will the River Crack


Walking along the river's edge in solitude, I close my eyes in the morning light. Inhale the freshness of the pines, let peace flow through my soul. Opening my heart, keeping my dreams alive, in hopes they will never die.  Making tracks with my winter boots leaving imprints in the quest. A red tailed hawk flies overhead,  telling me there is nothing to dread.  It's time to change perspective to see beyond frozen choppy waters.  I wrap threads of soft blue wool around my neck, keeping me warm on a cold day. 

The remains of yesterday swirl,  left over snowflakes, not the kind made from scissors and paper.  The kind that dance upon your eyelashes to the song of a misty day. I've seen the parade of souls marching to a sacred drum they came in various forms singing ancient songs. Sometimes,  they make quite the clatter as if to say did their  life really matter?  How many miles did they paddle in their canoes to find a place of heart?  In silence, I make my way home.

frozen life harsh cold
river slumbers in winter
dreaming of spring thaw

author's note: written for dVerse
Haibun Monday - Solitude

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Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Visible, Invisible, Inexplicable


I dreamt of meeting you
eye to eye, heart to heart
soul to soul...

but, you chose to be invisible
hiding behind a  cloak of
mystery

our words, poems and songs
were the visible evidence
of our spiritual connection...

what is invisible to the eye
is not invisible to the heart
love is inexplicable

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Write a poem in any form that references invisible or invisibility

Saturday, February 2, 2019

Ballad of the Heart


You flew me to places unknown
never had I felt so high...
in another realm you will
always me my guy...

wrapped in the arms of
dreamy romanticism
making love, sensuous words
our hearts in poetic rhythm
were they the verses of fools

in the wanderings of my mind
poetic forms forever intertwined

lingering lips, a lyrical kiss
memories of you sing in my head
I awaken, alone,  it's you I miss
so many thoughts, I never said

You flew me to places unknown
never had I felt so high...
in another realm you will
always be my guy...

Lord, knows I couldn't sleep last night
our spiritual dialogue an unsung song
crying in darkness, waiting for daylight
longing for a tune, it's been too long

in the wanderings of my mind
poetic forms forever intertwined 

in silence, I pen nouns and verbs
trying to reconstruct a bit of magic
our story, more than a short blurb
fusion of the soul raw & dramatic

You flew me to places unknown
never had I felt so high...
in another realm you will
always be my guy...
always be my guy
always be my guy

this is for you my unsung song
ballad of the heart, before dawn

tell me in the morning's light gleam
were we more than a slumberous dream

author's note: Thank you for reading!
A restless night stirred the wanderings
of my mind.

Monday, January 28, 2019

Swirls of Blue - I Give You Imagination

Starry Night - Van Gogh


In swirls of blue, I dream
outside the boundaries of life
under a starry sky and yellow
daffodil moon...
I see universal possibilities
beyond the church steep(le)
stretching to the heavens
I hear the songs of nature;
hills and trees whisper
promises of hope

written for dVerse
Quadrille # 72
hosted by Mish
incorporating the word Steep  

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