Wednesday, March 27, 2024

There is Always Light

 Free Tea Light Lamp photo and picture

In a dream a long time ago
I wandered on the edge of darkness
wondering if light would ever show
the black cobra sky, hissed, starless

A shaman greeted me on the trail
do you walk with the shadow people
discovering mysteries beyond the veil
can you see with the eyes of an eagle

I invite you to think about “now” a bit more
what will bring you joy in the morning light
spring is filled with small wonders to explore
have you ever seen a bird take it's first flight

My heart heavy from the weekend snow
I wandered on the edge of darkness
wondering where is the sun’s warm glow
seeking a refuge, a place of calmness

The trees of the forest bend and moan
storytellers, will share how they came to be
mysteries runs deep, filled with unknowns
drift into a lucid dream, I think you will agree

Past the darkness, there is always light….
let us fine a way for it to shine, forever bright

 

 linking with What's Going On?

Hosted by Sherry- writing about light

Thanks for visiting and reading the wanderings of my mind.

 Peace, love and light to all....

Thursday, March 21, 2024

Golden Light of Dawn

Free Clouds Sky photo and picture
Courtesy of Pixabay

 

Today, I thought of you and days gone past
our zany adventures into the unknown
dreamy visions , poetry enthusiasts
collecting our pouches of healing stones
never knowing how long the quest would last
on feather light wings our spirits have flown
following the rhythmic beat of bird song
rays of hope, in the golden light of dawn

 

written for dVerse
hosted by Grace

Today’s writing challenge: an Ottavo Rima poem written in 8-line octaves. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octave poem. abababcc

Thanks for reading - not sure how I did...my mind is still foggy

I thought of a friend today.....


Monday, March 18, 2024

Sharp Blades Hurt

Free Meadow Fog photo and picture
Courtesy of Pixabay

 

Once, I dreamt in fields of green
in a world where all seemed serene
following the tune of a magical harp
today, the blades of grass feel sharp
my heart aches and poetry hurts
thoughts are tumbleweeds in the desert
of my wandering mind....

written for dVerse
hosted by De
writing a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word "sharp"

Thank you for reading!

I haven't been around much, recovering from a bad case of covid….