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Twelve years of poetry has come to pass
writing words from the depths of our hearts
every thought counted, no matter the form
lyrical songs waltzed across the pages
verses pulsated with enchantment and despair
every poem a creative gift; a work of art
written for dVerse
Lisa is hosting and dVerse is celebrating 12 years of poetry writing a quadrille of 44 words incorporating the word "Twelve"
To the dVerse staff - Thank you!
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| Courtesy of Pixabay |
I dreamt of a stairway to heaven
but I couldn't find it through the haze
heard it was a place where all is forgiven
guardians above the sisters of seven
I met a wizard in an enchanted forest
tell me, do you ever hear the stars
how would I know, I'm an accidental tourist
if love heals, why do I still carry the scars
Beyond the veil, redemption is calling
and the stars are forever falling, falling, falling
Stumbling in the darkness, a beam of light
why is a rose filled with beauty and thorns
I heard a lyrical song whispering in the night
mysterious shadows, a pair of doves mourn
Tired of traveling all these dead-end roads
climbing a spiraling staircase into the clouds
a hundred fireflies dancing in a warm glow
and the wizard transformed in a mystical owl
Beyond the veil, redemption is calling
and the stars are forever falling, falling, falling
linking with dVerse
hosted by Lisa
The challenge today is to choose a musical artist, song, or genre of music and write a poem inspired by it or them.
I chose a mix of Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin - as a dreamer this song speaks volumes and the band Seven Sisters. I recently started listening to them a metal band with some interesting lyrics.
Thanks for visiting - I took creative liberties and put my own spin on things...
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| Strawberry - Pixabay |
Today, it felt hot for a spring day. A tequila sunrise that makes one long for a few extra cubes of ice to cool the heat of the morning sun. The weather report said there was a chance of rain showers later in the day. I searched the fiery sky for a sign of refreshing water, a needed relief for a parched land. Sadly, no rain came only, a few passing clouds making their way to another destination.
Sitting on the deck, enjoying some ripe strawberries with whipped cream I watched the last slice of the setting sun. I reflected on how quickly the canvas shifts. An early moon is just a piece of change in the softening sky, as day turns to evening. Tonight, I will dream of softening hearts under a serene orb of light.
linking with dVerse
hosted my Merill
writing prosery no more than 144 words
incorporating the following prompt line
“An early moon is just a piece of change
in the softening sky. “
Author's note: I did get to see the Strawberry Moon over the weekend. It was magnificent.
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| "Eyes Without Face" by Robin Isely (Muse #98) |
in a room with a different
view
walls colored with a
melancholy hue
my heart softly sings the blues
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| Courtesy of Pixabay |
I’m in a summer state of mind
dreaming under the heavenly stars
somewhere out there loves undefined
traveling the galaxy, no matter how far
connecting our souls looking for a sign
a portal, a mysterious door left ajar
where two hearts are forever entwined
Let's drift out into the cosmic sea
dive into the depth of our hearts
drink from the cup of life, feeling free
I’m in a summer state of mind
lets embark on a journey you and I
hope the weather will treat us kind
offering days filled with sunburst skies
there’s a key out there, we must find
unlocking passageways, soaring high
moving forward, leaving imprints behind
Let's drift out into the cosmic sea
dive into the depth of our hearts
drink from the cup of life, feeling free
I’m in a summer state of mind
viewing life through a poetic eye
let’s explore, see what we can find
now, is the moment for you and I
harmonious our songs will align
navigating our way, tell me you’ll try
the meaning of love, I need to define
Let's drift out into the cosmic sea
dive into the depth of our hearts
drink from the cup of life, feeling free
linking with dVerse
open link night- Hosted by Mish
Thanks for visiting
This is a wip - I reserve the right to rewrite😉
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| Tulip Festival |
Between tu-lips, lies heartfelt words
listen closely for springtime rhymes
singing freely, with the songbirds
poets wander, leaving small signs
poetry found in a flower bed
between tu-lips lies heartfelt words
blooming colors, purple, yellow and red
in silence, something inside stirred
verses whispered, tell me you heard
in the garden, the sparrow's song
between (tu-lips) lies heartfelt words
embracing love, can that be wrong
why do beautiful dreams fade away
without light visions become blurred
love wilts, into the ghost of another day
between two-lips, lies heartfelt words
written for dVerse
Hosted by Grace - Poetry form Quatern
Four verses alternation line one of first
verse into line 2,3 and 4 respectively
Author's note: I am a bit late, thank-you
to all who read and to Grace for hosting.
Happy Memorial Day Weekend to
those in the U.S.
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| Shay's from Muse #82 |
The prairies stretch out before me
there is silence in the wheat-fields
giant leafy trees are rare to see
the road goes for miles and miles
leading one to places in the mind
the journey full of trials and smiles
galloping with the wind bareback
hooves pounding, hearts beating
riding together leaving our tracks
exhausted we stop, taking in the sun
our wandering songs, drift in the air
some things in life you can't out-run
but, in this moment, beauty is everywhere
written for The Sunday Muse
Thank you to Carrie, Shay & Chrissa
Author's note: Wishing you beauty in your life
Thank you for visiting
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| Courtesy of The Sunday Muse |
I will sing the language of birds
setting free the songs within me
composing ballads, stringing words
I will sing the language of birds
searching in the garden for verbs
perching high in a flowering tree
I will sing the language of birds
setting free the songs within me
linking with The Sunday Muse
hosted by our dear friend ~ Carrie
Author's note: Thank you for all your support
through the years. You have enriched my
journey in life.
Form: Triolet