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The world is in a bit of a rift
as society and morals shift
how far will our thoughts drift
why can’t we just co-exist
pondering the work of a surrealist
in the garden a snake hissed
perhaps, dark clouds will lift
at least that is what I wish
written for What's Going On? Rift
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| Natural Bridge State Park |
Through the eye of time
we once danced beyond the clouds
my thoughts drift to you
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| Ismael Nery - Infinity |
How long must I chase the light
traveling space, time and the rhythms
of life…to ease this darkness of night
you’re always hovering in my dreams
is time something that never ends
just a kaleidoscope of changing scenes
seeds of poetry grow deep inside of me
branching outward to touch your heart
I learned long ago love has no guarantee
how long must I chase the light
traveling space, time and the rhythms
of life…to ease this darkness of night
searching the infinite heavens for a star
one that can be trusted with sacred wishes
do life’s song end at the end of the bar
opening again in some spiritual musicality
vibrating into eternity pieces of what was
entering into the black hole of duality
dVerse Open Link Night #390
hosted by Grace - she gave us an
alternative prompt using the artwork
offered.
Thanks for visiting - my thoughts are fragmented - hope this makes sense
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| Rhode Island |
The wild waves roll relentlessly
summer winds blow restlessly
reclining in my Tommy Bahama chair
breathing in the fresh salty ocean air
umbrellas tumbling down the beach
overhead rowdy seagulls screech
creating quite a lively rumpus
pondering all the magic
this day may encompass
linking with dVerse - Quadrille #230
hosted by Kim - writing a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word rumpus
Thank you for visiting and I appreciate your comments
Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?
Pablo Neruda, Book of questions.
Why do trees conceal their beauty
the splendor of their roots
stretching towards the blue sea
pondering drinking morning tea
listening to the songs of a lute
why do trees conceal their beauty
from your first seed you drew me
tasting the magic of your fruit
stretching towards the blue sea
in darkness shadows appear gloomy
wilderness dreams become acute
why do trees conceal their beauty
underneath the canopy, do you see
will the forest greenery be reduced
stretching towards the blue sea
a being of complexity and rooty
one of a kind, can't be reproduced
why do tress conceal their beauty
stretching towards the blue sea
linking with dVerse openlinknight - hosted by Bjorn
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| courtesy of Pixabay |
Arrival of the full Sturgeon Moon
fish swimming in deep water
stirring the bottom for a meal
leaping to the surface, hope rises
a fisherman waits with baited breath
for the catch of a lifetime
written for dVerse writing the Cherita hosted by Merril
thank you for visiting
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| Courtesy of Pixabay |
Once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
sharing pieces of our hearts through dream work
drumming to the beat of seasonal raindrops
once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
chanting for peace to the heavenly gods
writing our intentions on skins of birch
once we gathered friends on a mountaintop
our dreams often finding a place of birth
written for What's Going On - Weekend with friends
Hosted by Susan - Thank you for visiting
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| Dragon Tail - TN |
Chasing dragons is never an easy task
especially when you're riding it's tail
slicing through the mountainside
navigating each wondrous curve
hold on tight, use intuition and caution
a feisty unknown can be exhilarating
but, danger unfolds when entering
deep into the lair of wilderness
blazing eyes daring you onward
adventure roars fiercely in you ears
can you conquer your inner fear
maneuvering the twisty haunted terrain
listening for the sobs of time travelers
apparitions waiting for your arrival
crossing the challenging threshold
into dense forests takes courage
there is intense immersion with nature
words of wisdom to those who ride
beware of its bite...
author's note: I recently took a trip to TN and there is a road called "The Tail of the Dragon" it consists of 318 curves in 11 miles. The scenery is beautiful but, the ride is menacing. US129 a stretch of road in the Smoky Mountains.
linking with dVerse hosted by Lillian
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Beneath a hazy sky, the library courtyard becomes a stage. A silver headed musician belts out some rhythm and blues. I find myself drifting into a time machine, lost in the melodies. All I have to do is dream, dream, dream, dream fills the evening air. Running through his catalog of original songs and some amazing covers. Any Elvis fans in the audience? Of course, there are as he proceeds to stir us with his own rendition of "Suspicious Minds". Hiding the tears from my eyes behind my shades, I sing along. "Why can't you see, what you're doing to me". The guitars, flute, drum and upright bass create a wonderland of sound on a summer night.
fading August sun
promises of silver light
chorus of tree frogs
linking with dVerse Haibun Monday - Hosted by Frank
All I Have To Do Is Dream - Everly Brothers
Suspicious Minds - first recorded by Mark James later recorded by Elvis and became a hit
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| The Uncertainty of the Poet - Giorgio de Chirico |
Riding on the train of uncertainty
in life can be a dangerous
adventure
tracks shift with little notice
leading into places unknown
full steam ahead
testing your flexibility, is your spirit
made of marble hardened by strife
preferring to hide in the shadows
of the archway of yesterday
caught in the art of still life
ripening bananas in the warmth
of the sun's glow does an appetite
for art grow
swimming in turquoise waters
head is in the clouds drifting
away with the poems of the day
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Grace has offered some prompt ideas for open link night
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