Seasons Change

Summer prepares to wave goodbye
fall approaches with crisp cool air
seeing a praying mantis is rare
overhead the great blue heron flies

In poetic beauty the willow cries
her long thin boughs seem to flare
fall approaches with colorful fanfare
summer prepares to wave goodbye

The falling leaves are colored died
cheery songbirds have flown elsewhere
two mourning doves cooing a prayer
overhead the great blue heron flies

Summer prepares to wave goodbye
intricate spiderwebs are now threadbare
overhead the great blue heron flies

written for dVerse
hosted by Grace writing to the form of a Villonnet

River of Change

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I paddle my canoe on the river of change
    the current has shifted over the years
but, steady stands the mountain range
    even as the four winds switch gears

the current has shifted over the years
    ancient waterways rumble and gurgle
even as the four winds switch gears
    witness the beauty of a basking turtle

Where and when the river divides
The choice is mine on which way to steer

the ancient waterways rumble and gurgle
    my heart and nature sing with each dip
even as the four winds gently shift gears
    the journey can be an adventurous trip

my heart and nature sing with each dip
    but steady stands the mountain range
the journey can be an adventurous trip
    I paddle my canoe on the river of change

Where and when the river divides
The choice is mine on which way to steer 

written for  What's Going On? Choices
hosted by Mary - I think I steered a little
off of the intended prompt.

Partial Eclipse

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What magical power draws me towards the light
I ponder the magnetic attraction of the full moon
drinking intoxicating potion from a lunar saloon
partial eclipse, shadows,  a sky-watchers delight

In the corners of my mind, I believed in love
wandering lost, looking for an evening escape
you were a story I found in the dreamscape
a partial eclipse of the heart, pieces of love

I think the night is where poetry is created
soaring the heavens trying to touch the stars
it is where lonely dreamers write memoirs
where words don’t need to be translated

wishing under a full moon seems antiquated
how to change the story that once was us
perhaps, just let it rest in the comic dust
from beginning to end it seemed ill-fated

 written for dVerse
hosted by Kim

The poem I would like you write is about the end of something: the end of a season, a relationship, a story, a letter, a journey, a dream, a life, the world, etc

I am not sure which ending it best describes per the prompt.  

author's note:  I sat outside and watched the partial eclipse last night - I have some photos but, the partial was hard to capture but, I did get that glorious harvest moon. 

 

Finding Balance

Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. Rumi

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How do we tip the scales so there is balance
what must we add what must we take away
is the answer found in some mysterious talent

How do we judge what is considered equal
sunlight is just as beautiful as moonlight
which is more majestic a condor or eagle

How do we create stability in a world of madness
can hate be taken away with a bit more love
will happiness tip the weight of sadness

Perhaps, equilibrium starts within oneself
living in the state of now, brings steadiness
filling the heart with purpose, finding yourself

 written for Sherry's prompt on balance
What's Going On? Finding Balance

Rollin' Away

courtesy of pixabay

 

In your dark haunting eyes
I saw the storms you tried to hide
I saw where wild passion resides

billowing sails took you away
there was nothing more to say
no words, could make you stay

love just a rollin' wave
in a deep sea of mystic blue
you were a song driftin' away

 dreamin' of you, all night through
 you know it's true, true true
 my heart always sailed to you, you, you

the universe bedazzled us
the melody of the sea tremulous
often we floated anchor-less

on cloudless nights, searching the sea
harmony seems to be off key
lost are the verses of you and me

love just a rollin' wave
in a deep sea of mystic blue
you were a song driftin’ away

 dreamin' of you, all night through
you know it's true, true, true
my heart always sailed to you, you, you

linking with dVerse
writing sea poems - hosted by Lillian

Seasonal Tableau

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Summer waves goodbye
sunlight hugs tightly
qulls squawk overhead
tide rolls in and out
castles wash away
imprints of the day

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Autumn waves hello
cooler breeze arrives
geese honk noisily
leaves changing color
flowers vanishing
falls lofty sing song

written for dVerse - A Tableau
hosted by Laura

Spinning a Dream In Wonderland

 

Who knows what tales the night will spin
the Cheshire cat sits with a gigantic grin
enter the dreamworld with an open mind
fantasy and reality are often intertwined
here she weeps for all that has been lost
their love story was always star-crossed

Written for dVerse hosted by De
writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating the word "spin"

Lone Gull

A gull stands alone
searching the vast sea
I wonder how far she has flown
on wide wings she is free
far from broken dreams
nothing is as it seems