Thursday, March 17, 2022

Dreamin' of Purple Gladioluses

Gladiolus, Blue, Summer, Purple, Nature
Courtesy of Pixabay

 

Shelter me from the daily news
life ain't always a pleasure cruise
the dark storms keep rollin' in
prayin' for light and peace to win

Shelter me from tremors of night
my soul escapes on wings in flight
the outside world seems hopeless
I'm dreamin' of purple gladioluses

shelter me, creator of grace
grant me a sanctuary, I can embrace

Shelter me from pain & loss
how many roads must I cross
redemption is a prayer away
wildflowers grow in disarray

Shelter me from the daily news
life ain't always a pleasure cruise
the dark storms keep rollin' in
prayin' for light and peace to win

shelter me, creator of grace
grant me a sanctuary, I can embrace

Shelter me from hate and greed
good intentions should be the creed
a bouquet of sword lilies in my heart
when will this dark sorrow depart

Shelter me from the daily news
life ain't always a pleasure cruise
the dark storms keep rollin' in
prayin' for light and peace to win

shelter me, creator of grace
grant me a sanctuary, I can embrace

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Peace and joy....

A poem, a song, a prayer,  or whatever it takes to bring shelter to the heart & soul


Monday, March 14, 2022

Where is Spring?

Stork, White Stork, Bird, Bird Nest
Courtesy of Pixabay

The weekend snow another reminder that winter had no plans to move on.  I
turned the clocks an hour ahead.  How can I spring forward?  The earth is covered with
another six inches of snow.  There are no visible signs of spring.

Weary from the day, I slip into bed,  wondering where my dreams will take me. I set
an intention to find spring. Drifting into the dreamscape, I wandered lonely as a cloud.
On white fluffy wings, I soar seeking spring.

Below, the river ice jams are loosening.  I see the raptors are on the move.  A pair of
red-tailed hawks are courting, swooping and circling the sky. I hear a concert of
hooting owls, music to my ears.  A red-headed woodpecker is adding percussion.
The songs of spring seems to be everywhere and love is in the air. Embrace it!


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hosted by Lillian

Winter Be Gone writing Prosery and you must include the following line.
"I wandered lonely as a cloud"

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Sunday, March 13, 2022

Set It Free

Art by Catrin Welz-Stein

You held my songs captive

keeping my thoughts hidden

but, love should be interactive

dancing with life's inner rhythm

 

writing notes, pondering keys

which will unlock inner dreams

the stars and moonlight tease

over the horizon, light redeems

 

my heart locked in a cage

set it free, set it free,  says the sage

take a chance, on change

 

songbirds need freedom to sing

which key will unlock the heart

let's experience the beauty of spring

we need to find a new place to start

 

opening the door to true happiness

will you find the right note and key

to fill the void of inner emptiness

the songbirds need to be set free

 

my heart locked in a cage

set it free,  set it free,  says the sage

take a chance, on change

 

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author's note: playing around
with some thoughts, I may re-arrange
this piece....but, for now it is what it is

 

 

Wednesday, March 9, 2022

What Do You See

river preserve

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I ask you, what do you see
do you see a fallen tree
that once stood tall along
the river edge or do you
see something more

I ask you, what do  you see
do you see transformation
from a living species to a
drying species, unable to
weather the storms

I ask you, what do you see
do you see a great buck
symbolism of regeneration
do you see the black bear
that swam across the river
from the mountains in search
of an adventure

I ask you, what do you see
do you see the swagger of
the bobcat that roams 
these preserved lands

I ask you, what do you see
do you see the feathered
winged friends fluttering 
from tree to tree, do you see 
the heron fishing with patience

I ask you, what do you see
do you see the squirrels and
chipmunks scampering about
searching for nuts and berries
do you see the raccoons and
muskrats

I ask you, what do you see
do you see the ancient maps
of the ancestors of the land
carved out in time promoting
healing in the spiritual quest

Tell me, what do you see
do you see that I am a hybrid
of all the animal spirits
that I have encountered

Tell me, what do you see

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writing animal poetry

author's note:  I find this photo
amazing as I can see many animal
spirits hidden within the old growth

Monday, March 7, 2022

This Darkest Song

Eye, Manipulation, Tears, Art, Sad
courtesy of Pixabay

 

How can we lighten this darkest song
through sun & moon's mystic eye
will humankind ever learn to get along

lost souls seeking a place to survive
how to right all this evil wrong
look into their terrified eyes

where has all the birdsongs gone


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hosted by Bjorn
writing a quadrille of 44 words
incorporating the word "eye"

wishing all peace in your day....

 

Sunday, March 6, 2022

Shoe-less - A New Start

The Sunday Muse - photo prompt

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

my shoes are worn from the journey

I often wonder has it been worthy

my soles burn from a heavy heart

barefoot, I dream of a new start

 

shoe-less, my toes dig in mossy fields

in green meadows, wildflowers yield

traveling roads, filled with dark parts

barefoot, I dream of a new start

 

my soles,  cool touching the earth

exfoliating debris, feeling rebirth

spring's renewal, a work of art

barefoot,  I dream of a new start

 

"Spring is when you feel like whistling, even with a shoe full of slush"

Doug Larson

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