Falling Silent

Courtesy of Pixabay - by Joe

 Take me out to the trees
I need space to breathe
when emotions feel heavy
there’s an ache in my belly

I can’t seem to find words
there are no nouns or verbs
my heart needs to be strong
it’s hard for me to say so long

Take me to where hope takes root
finding new trails, alternative routes
amongst the tall scented pines
sudden rustling of leaves, a sign

What’s going on, poetic guidance
a time of change voices fall silent
 seeking spiritual alignment 

Take me out to the trees
I need space to breathe
when emotions feel heavy
there’s an ache in my belly

I can’t seem to find words
there are no nouns or verbs
my heart needs to be strong
it’s hard for me to say so long

Take me to where nature calls
a hidden sanctuary with no walls
oaks and maples changing in color
new adventures waiting to discover

What’s going on, poetic guidance
a time of change voices fall silent
 seeking spiritual alignment

written for What's Going On?:Open Link  

What's Going On? Is closing it's poetic doors
after this week's open link.  I wrote this to
try and express this loss of community.

Thanks to Sherry, Mary, Susan and Sumana for all their hard work in maintaining a community for poets to write.  You all have been supportive to my creative wanderings. This is a new poem my way of saying good-bye.

Brightest Blessings 

The Arc of Poetry

courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry is an arc between
reality and the imagination
it is the language of the soul
speaking in unknown tongues

Poetry is found in the night
opening my mind to possibilities
soaring from realm to realm
in the silence I listen and hear
whispers of the ancient trees

Poetry is my greatest story
dreaming it, writing it, singing  it

Poetry is a falling star carrying
wishes across the infinite sky
leaving a trail of cosmic dust
in a wild messy world of love

Poetry is a song from my heart
discovering the rhymes of life
an internal beat weaving magic
deciphering and coining new words
a sonnet sung under blue moonlight

Poetry is my greatest story
dreaming it, writing it, singing it

written for dVerse MTB Ars Poetica 
hosted by Grace

Thanks for reading! 

A Mystery Unsolved

How often we ponder skies of blue
searching for signs and secret clues

Time and space we wish to explore
looking beyond the front door

Has the universe defined our destiny
do we feel our eternal melody

Ticked away each precious day, dreaming 
into the night chasing moonbeams

A lifetime of poetic mystery unsolved
the earth 's path continues to revolve

Heaven a vastness stretching far and wide
why do flowers grow by a busy roadside

Round and around, we go with each season
nature evolves it needs no reason

The concept of universal interventions
gives us hope for heartfelt intentions

Stars light the way through the darkness
leading towards mystical brightness 

linking with dVerse Poets Pub - MTB - Taking a line down 
Hosted by Laura

And so for today’s MTB prompt we are taking a lyrical line and defining it word by word in an acrostic:

I have chosen this line How time has ticked a heaven round the stars. A poem line from Dylan Thomas
Thanks for visiting

Hunger Within

Courtesy of Pixabay

 There is an emptiness within
a hunger that cannot be satisfied
it rumbles deep under the skin
a heart that has been blindsided

feeding on poetic words amplified
when will the joys of spring begin
feasting on dandelions hillside
there is an emptiness within

dVerse Q242 Hunger
hosted by Lisa

writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating the word "hunger" 

Crossroad of a Dream

Courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Standing at the crossroad of a dream
sojourning into the darkness alone
searching for signs silver moonbeams
starlight glistens in the vast unknown

thinking about all the places I've been
time seems to disappear into the night
thankful for the gleeful song of the wren
thistles line the cyclic path on the right

here I am, will you walk with me awhile
hoping to find the road to reconciliation
how far must I travel to see your smile
hickory trees have a strong foundation

entering the intersection of here and now
everything changes in a blink of an eye
exhausted resting under willow boughs
emotional I weep, tis love I cannot deny

dVerse hosted by Grace 
writing to the Trolaan Form

Thank you for reading - this was a difficult form

Brokenness

Courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sobbing the day the beaded necklace broke
tiny colorful pieces held together by a thread
sitting in my car under a giant old oak
a forewarning a deep feeling of dread

I knew in that moment things had changed
tearfully, gathering the small precious beads
perhaps, some re-threading and re-arranging
pondering where this new road would lead

black crows perched above on a tree limb
caw, caw, cawing as if mocking my sadness
this was an omen, trouble would soon begin
and my world would unravel in madness

sobbing the day the beaded necklace broke
severing all that I held dear to my heart
cupped in my hand colorful beads of hope
mending what remained, a new work of art

written for dVerse Poetics Getting Hooked
hosted by Kim - writing poetry with an opening hook

Thank you for reading

Enchantment

Courtesy of Pixabay

Drifting away into an age of dreams
enchantment under moonbeams

a troubadour singing romantic songs of love
strumming a lute under mystical stars above

casting magical spells, a poet swoons
composing sonnets, words in bloom

plucking daisies he love me,
 he love me not....

written for dVerse - Some Enchanted Poem
hosted by De - writing a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word enchant

Thank you for reading