Three Twenty-Two

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You and I  shared a dream
under wondrous moonbeams
there was magic in your eyes
darkness lifted with the sunrise

I can't sleep tonight
it's three-twenty two
I ain't got much to do
lying here, dreaming of you

sometimes passion's flame
burns you into the night
love is a dangerous game

I'm a sentimental fool
and life can be cruel

wondering where you are
wishing upon a distant star
there's poetry stirring within
that's where the music begins

I can't sleep tonight
it's three-twenty two
I ain't got much to do
lying here, dreaming of you

life often weaves new rhymes
traveling the blue waves of time
wishing can't make you mine
but, in dreams our hearts align

I'm a sentimental fool
and life can be cruel

sometimes passion's flame
burns you into the night
love is a dangerous game

 

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I couldn't sleep the other night
and this hook was playing in my head.

So, here you go the musing of my mind

Autumn's Song

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We gather under a sprawling oak
with the spirit of buffalo, deer and elk
a song in our drums, hope in our hearts

what do you wish to harvest in autumn

 the fall equinox,  a time of alignment
contemplating what no longer serves
struggling between darkness and light

 what bulbs of thought do you wish to plant

 tinted leaves gently fall to autumn's song
on the branch of transformation
a choir of tree sparrows sit
where have all the red breasted robins gone

 what poems will you write under starlight

Orion the hunter watches from the sky
a string of pearls and a mighty sword
will he ever conquer the mystical beast

what ancient songs will your tongue chant

 around the roaring flame, we beat as one
spirit of the fire carry me to my home
spirit of the wind carry me to my home
spirit of the water carry me to my home

 what dreams do you wish to evolve

 somewhere beyond the wondrous stars
there's a dream seed that burns in the night
growing wings, lifting off into flight

 

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may you find peace in a season of change 

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The Willow Will Always Weep

Claude Monet - Weeping Willow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In sorrow the willow will always  weep 
opening  her heart , tears  softly  flow 
crying for a world, she never sleeps

 

planting seeds, dreams can grow deep 

beneath  moonlight her boughs glow
in sorrow the willow will always weep 

protecting precious secrets you keep 
hidden in her trunk in the earth below 
crying for a world, she never sleeps

in the darkness, the reaper creeps
across the river  the wind  does  blow
in sorrow the willow will always weep

some will fall the mountain is too steep
darkness, the crow instinctively knows
crying for a world, she never sleeps

hope in a horizon, sun begins to peep
will today be the day that love grows
in sorrow the willow will always weep
crying for a world, she never sleeps

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For this week’s challenge, let’s spend some time and thought in our hearts with trees, for nurture, communication, grace and grief. You decide.

 

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author's note:  Today, I went for a walk and a willow branch had fallen in the lake, the victim of the latest storm. A heron was balancing on it and it made me weep. 

Lights, Camera, Action

The Sunday Muse

On the stage of life

he was destined to be a star

a man with a  heartfelt dream

if only the clouds would disappear

 

but, stars need time to grow

from a nebula to a supernova

the path to fullness is unknown

 

trying to set an atmospheric scene

perfection is difficult to obtain

in the blue tinted spotlight

hoping the audience sees his brilliance

 

exhausted, his weathered soles weary

how to move forward in the journey

searching for a new direction

 

perhaps, the answer is emitting a glow

stop worrying about filling all the seats

sometimes, inner radiance needs to shine

stargazers will notice a naturalist blaze

 

tomorrow is a new act, not yet written

through the lens create your own magic

whether an average star or a massive star

be who you are until the lights go out

 

when the final curtain falls, take your bow

as a shooting star soars across the sky

stargazers will clap with delight

for they were touched

by

a 

star

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may your light shine on.....  

This one is for you wherever you are