Tag: #dverse

The Color of Hope is Light

“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”  ― Plato Light bending, shaping, flowing into nicks and cracks of darkness impugned Both an unrelenting wave of briny ocean and a… Continue Reading “The Color of Hope is Light”

The First Time

“The older I get, the more I see there are these crevices in life where things fall in and you just can’t reach them to pull them back out. So you can sit next to them and weep or you can get up and… Continue Reading “The First Time”

Morning Tears

“The morning was full of sunlight and hope.” ― Kate Chopin, The Awakening Morning tears and last night’s rainWhite jasmine dripping with dewA lazy snail saunters, sipping fresh waterAs hummingbirds dip their beaks deepInto throats of yellow trumpetsWhile early sun peeks through uncertain cloudsWondering if more rain… Continue Reading “Morning Tears”

#Quadrille: Simple Joys

“…and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?”  ― Vincent Willem van Gogh Although there’s not much to celebratewith what’s happening these dayswe can always find joy in nature’s scenesTwo yellow butterflies at playTiny hummingbirds… Continue Reading “#Quadrille: Simple Joys”

Meditation on the Sanctity of Breath

A flock of dreams feastOn ancient buried memoriesSuch lush, verdant, fertile browseNourishes my weary souland feeds my ravenous spirit Each sacred breath,A river flowing over stonesTrickling through pulsing veins~Air- precious tether that binds me~Forever to life Author’s Note: Hi All and Happy Memorial Day.… Continue Reading “Meditation on the Sanctity of Breath”

Sanctuary for Dreams

“Good food is a benign weapon against the sodden way we live.”- Jim Harrison This bright room is one she never tires ofWhere the tastes of the world are at her fingertipsHappiness packed in square glass jarsExotic spices from India, Mexico, IndonesiaHer kitchen, a… Continue Reading “Sanctuary for Dreams”

Spring Sunrise

New sunrise-Paints pale horizon with wildflower colorsAnd eastern sky glowsin a meadow of tissue paper clouds Fragrant zephyr stirs waxy emerald leavesWhile spent blossoms slip from thorny lemon treeGrey mockingbird sings from high in the mesquite-As spring arrives dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille #148 Papered… Continue Reading “Spring Sunrise”

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