Tag: Poetry

Morning Serenade

Shivering leaves in morning breezeas breath forms whispering cloudsQuiet garden is still, creatures asleepunder warmth of fallen dead leaves. Yellow orbs cloaked in waxy greenon the gnarled lemon treewhile high in the lush mesquite,Grey-brown Thrasher sings to dawn. dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille Monday

Love Angles

“So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”  ― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist *Ifyou want theformulafor a loving life~see flawless algorithms withina silken caress, a yearning kiss, a breathless sigh. Author’s Note: This is a Fibonacci written for #skyloverwordlist. Also linking… Continue Reading “Love Angles”

Every Feather Falling

“In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.”  ― J.R.R. Tolkien Every feather falling from a stormy skyanother soul transformsinto a different life No longer… Continue Reading “Every Feather Falling”

#Haibun: New Beginnings

Christmas and New Year’s Day came and went without any raucous festivities. No holiday parties, no Feast of the Seven Fishes, no gluttonous eating or over-imbibing. After over a year of unexpected health issues, taking a breath and awaking each morning are pure joy.… Continue Reading “#Haibun: New Beginnings”

#Haiku: Cold Moon

waning cold moon shinessinking low in morning sky-from the east, sunrise

Bittersweet Thoughts on a Morning Walk

“Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.”  ― Joanne Harris, Chocolat Through the open window driftsdeep melancholy notesAs an unseen cellist plays a familiar song‘Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah’And all at once I’m struckwith a heartspur so profoundas the scent… Continue Reading “Bittersweet Thoughts on a Morning Walk”

Her Crown

The crown she wore was nothing morethan an illustration of inner self-An ancient garden of floating butterfliesdancing in sundrenched air Where golden legged honeybeesget drunk on riotous wildflowerswoven together in an intricate mazeof stems and petals and leaves dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille #145- Heady… Continue Reading “Her Crown”

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