Lamb of Thanksgiving

 Image by Justin Dingwall

 

How many lives will be sacrificed

how many empty chairs will there

be around the table of thanksgiving

in the years to come

 

To mask or not to mask

that is the question many ask

I wonder if it saves a life is it

really too much to ask, it

seems like such a small task

 

we need to alter our plight

and offer a hand to those

less fortunate

 

it's not about you and me

it's about unity we are all

in this together

 

at the table of thanksgiving

what will you contribute

 

will you offer prayers of

thanksgiving for life, health

family and friends

 

we as humans are striving to survive

in a world filled with harsh realities

 

linking with  The Sunday Muse

 

author's note:  Happy Thanksgiving

stay safe, stay well.... 

lets work together to save lives

 

November's Song

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cloudy skies offer little warmth

on a cold November day

flaming autumn colors

have faded away

 

a cardinal sings to her lover

whistling songs of possibilities

red wings begin to flutter

beneath a willow bough

 

joys of a November day

 

linking with dVerse

De is hosting, we are writing a quadrille of 44 words
incorporating a form of possible

author's note:  I came upon
a pair of cardinals playing hide
and seek whistling possibilities

 

Once in a Blue Moon

courtesy of Pixabay

 

you are always the one

that puts my heart on the run

skipping beats, gasping

for air....

 

trying to catch you in the

middle of the night, hide

and seek until daylight

 

I met you once on the

shore of possibility

vulnerable baring my

soul...

 

take me on a blue moon

ride  under a cosmic sky

penetrate this veil of

darkness

 

fill me with songs, rhymes

and verses, make me weep

in a Shakespearean sonnet

traveling the edge of

poe-tic love

 

you are always the one

that puts my heart on the run

skipping beats, gasping

for air

 

why can't you see that I am

here, in the magic of dreams

waiting for you to appear

 

tis, love that keeps me going

hoping someday we will meet

in a new reality, un-teethered

I will spread my wings flying

places unknown...

 

reaching for you burning bright

a star so far away, yet, I wish

I may, I wish I might have this

wish tonight....

 

fill me with songs, rhymes

and verses, make me weep

in a Shakespearean sonnet

traveling the edge of

poe-tic love

 

Author's note: feeling blue....

a work in progress - I reserve

the right to re-write

Happy Hallow-Eve

stay safe out there

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Starry Night

courtesy of The Sunday Muse

 

driving  into a starry starry night
radio on, expanding our minds
vibrant hues, imaginations in flight
freedom is often difficult to find

radio on, expanding our minds
Don McLean sings of fragile sanity
freedom is often difficult to find
seeking faith, fragmented humanity

Don McLean sings of fragile sanity
in fields of wheat under moonlight
seeking faith, fragmented humanity
creativity paints our darkness bright

in fields of wheat under moonlight
vibrant hues imaginations in flight
creativity paints our darkness bright
driving into a starry starry night

linking with the The Sunday Muse

 Thanks for visiting - Peace & Sanity in a world gone mad....

Enjoy "Vincent" by Don McLean

Guardian of the Night

courtesy of Pixabay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In moonlit yellow dream
 between cat-tails
   blue guardian, remains
    untouched deep

     darkness whispers
      solitudes wish
       heaven bound

        beyond the veil
          harps & lutes
           spiritual songs
             mourns hope
              born yesterday

           palmed rose
            sharp thorns
              beauty & pain
               cosmic souls

                in the hearts brow
                 one can truly see
                   what is essential
                        "love"

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hosted by Laura

She wants us to select exactly five of the “charms” from a list taken from the poem The pale Impromptu”

Dim Accuracy; Candle salve; Consumed moon;
Eyes jealousy; Fouls deviation; Grey life;  
Hearts brow; Lucid farrows; Nulling marrows;
Painted mirth; Pale heat; Palmed rose;
Pearls from tissue; Pellucid quest; Royal flesh;
Skulls of saints; Slime pigments; Spiritual songs;
Solitudes wish; Times chant; Yellow dreams;

I chose the following,

 spiritual songs, yellow dream, hearts brow, palmed rose, solitudes wish

Focus On The Light

Courtesy of the Sunday Muse

Do not focus on me
for I am just just a
vessel,  a holder of light

focus on the light
the moon has your back
the sun has your face

the light in the middle
is the place of dreams
where sky and earth meet

if you cannot find a portal
then dig one in the sand
caught between your toes 

walk the shore of your
wildest imagination

let the stars chart your
pathway in the journey

all you need is a starting
point,  a baptism of thought

connecting with the stars
create your own constellation
shimmering in an endless
sky of wonder

burning bright

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author's note:  This has been a rough week
my power has been out, a terrible storm
rolled in causing chaos. I have been wandering
dark spaces searching for light.

 Happy Thanksgiving to my Canadian Friends!