Gratitude in a Feathered Friend

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 Time marches forward
there is a melancholy
wistfulness that ebbs
and flows in my soul

 for what was, for what
never was and for what
is yet to come

 but, in this moment
I ponder gratitude
and what it means
to me in the journey

 today, it means
a warm winter day
with blue skies

 it means a pileated
woodpecker playing
hide and seek, a reminder
to tap into natural energy
seize new opportunities

 I am grateful for the
TAP, Tap, tapping
the drumming heartbeat
of nature's song

there is a humbleness
and wisdom in a
feathered friend

 I am grateful for
the message to never
give up
hammering out difficulties
with determination and faith

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Hosted by Sherry
writing about gratitude

Author's note:  Today, I went for a walk
and was inspired by this encounter
with the pileated woodpecker

Musings of a Dreamer

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There is a place beyond
stars and moon where
magic happens

 the dreamer musing her way
where poetry is born
words dance wildly
to the songs of life

breathing in wonders
of night, dreaming a way
out of day's madness

 

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writing a quadrille of 44 words
incorporating the word "muse"

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One Beat At A Time

James Dean playing the bongos, NYC, 1955. Photographed by Dennis Stock ”

 

Caught in the beat of the bongo
there is poetry waiting to happen
who knows where the heart will go
there's magic when fingers start tappin'

escaping from life's maddening rhythm
releasing negativity and tension
the dreamer in me, has a new vision
each thump leads in a new direction

give me a creative song, I can believe in
let words flow from the poetic soul
healing a modern world, where to begin
picking up pieces, longing to be whole

taking life one beat at a time 

 

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Keen Ear

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You need a keen ear to hear

the songs of the trees, a gust

of wind rattling limbs, the

sound of leaves and needles

buds growing in early spring

the angst of a tree tumbling

to the ground, the sobs

 of a willow weeping

 

You need a keen ear to hear

the songs of the sky,  the

beauty of a sunrise/sunset

the gentle or pounding

rhythm of rain, the roar

of thunder on a hot summer

night, evanescent clouds,

solar flares, soft snow fluttering

to earth on quiet wings

 

You need a keen ear to hear

the songs of the waters,

a babbling brook, the burble

of water as it moves, a waterfall

bubbling over rocks and branches

 ocean waves crashing on the shore

or the gentle roll,  a lullaby to the ears

 

You need a keen ear to hear

the joyful sounds of the natural world

filled with amazing creatures

and the sorrowful moans of death

but, once you do you will never

forget it's melody 

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Author's note:  May we always keep our ears open 

I am not sure I achieved my goal but, this is

what spoke to me today.  Thanks for visiting

Mist Of Reflection

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 In the morning mist of reflection
waving goodbye to the past year
filled with beauty and imperfections
beneath the willow, wiping a tear

waving goodbye to the past year
glassy lake waters, not yet frozen
beneath the willow, wiping a tear
there is peace here in this moment

glassy lake waters not yet frozen
gray skies and a small flock of geese
there is peace here in this moment
pair of cardinals, sweet poetic relief

gray skies and a small flock of geese
filled with beauty and imperfections
pair of cardinals, sweet poetic relief
in the morning mist of reflection

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Author's Note - Wishing you a Happy New Year! 

Thank you for your support 

I wish you the brightest blessings and love always!