Out of the Ordinary

I awoke this morning to an ordinary day
the sun peeking through the blinds where
last night’s moonlight lulled me into sleep

the clock that sits on the nightstand
day after day a reminder of the
gift of time, space and life

I ponder slipping into another dream
but, the day calls with a to-do-list
of everyday things, watering the plants
picking up groceries and returning a
book to the library…nothing spectacular
going on or is there?

even ordinary thing can bring surprises
like the red cardinal that sits on the
roof of my white car…singing a song
in the sweltering heat under a blue
sky and I’m grateful to be alive….

written for What's Going On? Ordinary Things
hosted by Sherry

The Arc of Poetry

courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry is an arc between
reality and the imagination
it is the language of the soul
speaking in unknown tongues

Poetry is found in the night
opening my mind to possibilities
soaring from realm to realm
in the silence I listen and hear
whispers of the ancient trees

Poetry is my greatest story
dreaming it, writing it, singing  it

Poetry is a falling star carrying
wishes across the infinite sky
leaving a trail of cosmic dust
in a wild messy world of love

Poetry is a song from my heart
discovering the rhymes of life
an internal beat weaving magic
deciphering and coining new words
a sonnet sung under blue moonlight

Poetry is my greatest story
dreaming it, writing it, singing it

written for dVerse MTB Ars Poetica 
hosted by Grace

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An Unholy Hour

Courtesy of Pixabay

The sea churned at an unholy hour
surrounded by some mystical power
crashing the deck a raging wave
tonight the crew must be brave
how many would be lost or dead
dark clouds circulating overhead

from the captain’s lips he swore
flattening the sails as the sea roars
hungry sharks waiting for a feast
songs of the siren luring them east
the starless sky an ominous black
there would be no turning back

a blade of hope a twist of fate
over the horizon a sunrise awaits
the captain walks with a swagger
the sea retreats and loses its anger
standing on the edges of a new day
distant lighthouse guides the way

written for The Sunday Whirl 
incorporating the following words in poem or prose

wave turning unholy lips swagger lost dead rise twist blade feast edges 

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Mythical Script

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There once were two fools
that sailed the ocean blue
feasting on wondrous words
searching for golden swords 

chasing mythical creatures
dragons and dream weavers
the stars and moon their guide
navigating the changing tide

a beast capsized their ship
buried an unfinished script

written for dVerse Quadrille hosted by De

prompt to write a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word myth

author's note:  This was written for a friend
in mind.  If you're out there this is for you.  

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Today, I Found

Courtesy of Wikipedia

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beauty hidden in the tall lake weeds
along the colorful wildflower shoreline
here a great blue heron quietly feeds

sitting under a giant weeping willow tree
listening to nature's musical composition
there is a calmness that puts me at ease

white wispy clouds and a soft blue sky
spring full blown in its natural splendor
yellow irises and bees catch my eye

today, I found beauty and it was glorious  

What's Going On? Choosing Beauty 

hosted by Sherry 

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A Mystery Unsolved

How often we ponder skies of blue
searching for signs and secret clues

Time and space we wish to explore
looking beyond the front door

Has the universe defined our destiny
do we feel our eternal melody

Ticked away each precious day, dreaming 
into the night chasing moonbeams

A lifetime of poetic mystery unsolved
the earth 's path continues to revolve

Heaven a vastness stretching far and wide
why do flowers grow by a busy roadside

Round and around, we go with each season
nature evolves it needs no reason

The concept of universal interventions
gives us hope for heartfelt intentions

Stars light the way through the darkness
leading towards mystical brightness 

linking with dVerse Poets Pub - MTB - Taking a line down 
Hosted by Laura

And so for today’s MTB prompt we are taking a lyrical line and defining it word by word in an acrostic:

I have chosen this line How time has ticked a heaven round the stars. A poem line from Dylan Thomas
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Let Them and Let Me

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Let them be baby birds
robins eating earth worms

Let them be the wildflowers
drinking in a spring shower

Let them be the majestic trees
offering a delightful breeze

Let them be the dreamers
the truth and hope believers

Let me hear wondrous birdsong
joining in on their sing-a-long

Let me enjoy the beauty of the day
whether skies are blue or gray

Let me walk freely in the forest
resting under the canopy nourished

Let me be a visionary of tomorrow
searching for healing from life's sorrow

linking with dVerse Poets Pub Poetics 
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