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bowl of cooked white rice
hope found in each precious grain
feeds hungry bellies
written for What's Going On? Black or White
hosted by Mary - write a poem about black or white but, not both.
Thanks for reading - This is the best I can do as I have been sick.
I was inspired by the local food drives seeking staples like rice to help feed those in need of food assistance.
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It was not yesterday, I learned to know the love of bare November days before the coming of the snow. Sadly, it was last year when I felt the coldness of loss.
I sat on a wooden pew praying the chilliness would pass. But sadly, I knew his limbs would no longer walk amongst the living. The tears streamed down my face as I saw the text on my phone. “He’s gone”. The words struck somewhere deep inside my soul. A wound I knew would never heal.
Today, the first snow of the season arrived as the temperatures quickly dropped. I looked outside my window in wonder. A cardinal landed on the bush outside a messenger from the other side. Gone in a flash of vibrant red against the white fresh snow. I wept in the silence of the afternoon and the wound oozed.
written for dVerse - Prosery Prompt
hosted by Kim - Writing Prosery of 144 or less
incorporating the following from My November Guest by Robert Frost
“Not yesterday I learned to know
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow”
In memory of my brother
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Where do you find kinship in your day
is it heard in the song of the mourning dove
is it heard in the song of the falling leaves
is it heard in the song of a moody blue jay
Where do you find kinship in your day
is it seen in the woolly caterpillar crossing your path
is it seen in the great blue heron that flies overhead
is it seen in the lone goose with a broken wing
Where do you find kinship in your day
do you smell it in the needles of tall pines
do you smell it in the cherry and apple blossoms
do you smell it in salty ocean waves
Where do you find kinship in your day
is it felt in the rain falling from the sky
is it felt in the sun that warms your face
is it felt in the wind blowing through your hair
Where do you find kinship in your day
is it tasted in a freshly picked orange
is it tasted in freshly picked berries
is it tasted in refreshing spring waters
Where do you find kinship in your day
do you find it in the smile of a passerby
do you find it in dog on your daily walk
do you find it in family and friends...
written for What's Going On? Kinship
hosted by Sherry
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I craft my dreams with love and care
setting intentions to help guide the way
using my imagination with creative flair
into the mist of night, I quietly slip away
On wide wings and a heartfelt prayer
I craft my dreams with love and care
here, I plant a magical seed of thought
in a land where visionaries once walked
Listening for the songs of medicinal trees
seeking the ancient shaman’s expertise
I craft my dreams with love and care
when facing darkness, one must beware
following the beat of primordial drums
the taste of love lingers on my tongue
on sacred ground dancing with bears
I craft my dreams with love and care
written for dVerse - Poetics Getting Crafty
hosted by Lisa - Using the definition of craft to craft a poem
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The heavens are full of wonder
orbs of light shining bright
in silence a galaxy whirls
full of energy beyond human
grasp
a shooting star falls from the sky
the night sings a melancholy song
tilting into the shadow of a dream
lost forever
written for dVerse Quadrille #235
hosted by De - writing a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word whirl
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Tonight, the sky is gloomy
yet, the moon illuminates light
thoughts of you consume me
the night makes me feel moody
there are lost dreams, to rewrite
tonight, the sky is gloomy
the heavens are full of beauty
sometimes stars are too bright
thoughts of you consume me
gone are the fall leaves of ruby
wild northern geese take flight
tonight, the sky is gloomy
dreaming of an emerald sea
there are poems yet to write
thoughts of you consume me
this darkness I didn't foresee
scribbling on pages of white
tonight, the sky is gloomy
thoughts of you consume me
linking with dVerse Open Link Night
hosted by Bjorn
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Under the starry sky, I dream and wonder
the harvest moon is brimming with mystique
drifting in and out of deepest slumber
beams of light warmth, when the weather is bleak
restless ghosts haunt singing their ancient hymns
a horned owl hoots form a low hanging limb
mysteries of night, enchantment found me
appearing and disappearing on whim
in an alternate realm my heart beats free
written for dVerse Poetry form Dizain
hosted by Grace
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It was the season of dragon(flies)
a time of change, joy and light
soaring on iridescent wings
whispers of self-reflection
fluttering across the water lilies
It was the season of dreams
navigating the heavenly stars
full moon night of enchantment
creating wondrous adventures
soaring across the vast universe
It was the season of possibility
exploring the songs of the heart
connecting with the rhymes of life
believing in dragon(flies) and dreams
rising above uncertainty with hope
written for dVerse - creating micro season poetry
hosted by Kim
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Peace, light and love always
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Stormy sky becomes less darkle
autumn sunlight sparkles
walking amongst golden trees
palpable tension in the air eases
leaves crunching under her feet
feeling mother earth's heartbeat
there's an aura of magical splendor
into the limbs of nature she surrenders
embracing falls sparkling light
written for dVerse - Quadrille 234
Writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating
sparkler or a form of spark hosted by Punam
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