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In my dreams I have my
deepest conversation
a dialogue between the
mind and soul
words are not required
as pictures and stories
come alive in darkness
guardians and shaman
come and go speaking in
hidden tongues
my heart beats in time
to a faraway drum
listening to the language
of the night my heart
takes flight moving me
closer to the morning light
What's Going On? Talk/Conversation
hosted by Susan
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Some days the sun loses it's glow
when you're riding the whiskey sky
listening to the songs of the crows
the summer flowers wilt and die
when you're riding the whiskey sky
dark clouds hover threatening rain
the summer flowers wilt and die
here I am, thinking of you again
someone told me long ago
it's hard to let love go
it'll leave you feelin' blue
dark clouds hover threatening rain
sunlight pushes through the gaps
here I am, thinking of you again
no need to check a weather map
sunlight pushes through the gaps
this storm will pass it always does
no need to check a weather map
memories of you cause a flood
someone told me long ago
it's hard to let love go
it'll leave you feelin' blue
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In a dream,
I met a gatekeeper
with lustrous copper hair
all was not as it seems
in a crimson patch of flowers
wearing large tortoiseshell glasses
beckoning me into a flurry of butterflies
in my sleep during the mystical hours
surrounded by beautiful fluttering wings
a wandering skipper gifted me a red velvet rose
careful of thorns, I inhaled its sweetest scent
the night I heard a flurry of butterflies sing
written for dVerse Poetics hosted by Merril
So, for today, I’ve composed a list of common butterfly names taken from several online sites. People seem to enjoy these list prompts. Choose at least three of the names from the list below and include them in your poem.
Author's note: Today, I was in a pool of cool blue and a Eastern Tiger Swallowtail landed on my foot. Then I saw the prompt today. A bit of Synchronicity.
Hope is an optimistic state of mind
it’s believing things will work out
even when surrounded by chaos
Hope is a dream waiting to unfold
it’s found in broken wings of a goose
an unwavering resilience to change
Hope is a kiss of dazzling sunlight
it warms the flesh with renewal
breathing in positive energy
Hope resides in heartfelt prayers
encouraging us to be strong
it’s in the beat of a steady drum
Hope is a rainbow after the storm
saying goodbye to darkness
and choosing light....
Hope is a lifeline
grab it with all your strength
and never let go...
written for What's Going On? Hope hosted by Sherry
Hope is definitely "The hardest love we carry"
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| Henri Rousseau, Tiger in a Tropical Storm (Surprised!) (1891), oil on canvas |
In the light of truth and painting
finding words becomes difficult
to convey what I feel pondering
a faraway storm
lightning streaks across the heavens
as the sky river descends on
a rich green landscape
trees and ferns bend
gone are monkeys and birds
leaving an eerie silence
a tiger roars out a warning
as the wind whips, fear shows
in his dilated eyes, breathing
becomes difficult
can he out run a tropical storm
written for dVerse - Light and Truth of Painting
hosted by Melissa
Today for Poetics, I thought we might write from a selection of Rousseau’s artwork. Choose one of the paintings in this post and let it be your muse. Additionally, use the above epitaph as a launch point to describe where the painting takes you, the viewer.
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I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts. On padded paws in ghostly silence following you into the dreamscape. You summoned me unwittingly a tracker to travel between the worlds. The hunt begins, weaving through hidden places where dreams become nightmares.
The night air is stagnant and smoky. Slowly, stalking the prey that haunts your nights.In the graveyard of decaying dreams and dying roses. Pouncing on shadows of pain and sorrow. Echoes of dirges circulate the air.
I am a shapeshifter tapping into your inner fears. Blurring the lines between reality and illusion luring you deeper into the darkness of understanding. Shedding old beliefs prowling in the labyrinth of duality, praying for the doorway to light.
linking with dVerse Prosery Hosted by Merril
For Prosery, your prose—fiction or nonfiction—may be up to 144 words
you must incorporate this given line
I am the creature who smells your darkest thoughts”
From “Jaguar Song.”
Thank you for reading.
journey through time, with the guess who, while sky and earth hum togetherness
music fills the night, beating harmoniously, star glittered magic
author's note: Saw an amazing show Thursday night transcending boundaries with music. Thanks for an unforgettable night.
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Under a dome of stars
high on a mountain top
pondering this story of ours
in silence green leaves drop
the summer has been hot
trees self-pruning in the heat
stress has caused some knots
I’m told this is the ultimate spot
where the brightest light shines
renewal found in the darkness
here poets explore fine lines
awestruck by the calmness
how to reach the infinite sky
shedding all that weighs us down
perhaps, then we can truly fly
as our hearts lift off the ground
written for dVerse - Hosted by Dora
prompt write a poem about darkness