Tag: Poetry

Tap, Tap, Tap

Tap,tap,tap My heart drumming Beating with ferocity Filling me with anxiety Clouding my head with all the ‘what ifs’ Long deep breaths to slow the pounding beat Promising myself that whatever comes, I will meet it with the same intensity and win Author’s Note:… Continue Reading “Tap, Tap, Tap”

A Timeless Patina

“Death twitches my ear; ‘Live,’ he says…  ‘I’m coming.”  ― Virgil Plucking taut strings with a horsehair bowthe air fills with a deep woody melody heardwith nimble fingers upon a slender throat each ethereal song more beautiful as wood ages painted in a timeless patina of bronze… Continue Reading “A Timeless Patina”

#Haiku: Summer sounds

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”  ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby cicadas buzzinghypnotic lull… Continue Reading “#Haiku: Summer sounds”

Across the Sky

Deep in hazy eclipsed gloom As dark sun hides full blood moonEarth goes silent as if in prayerWith nary a bird singing there And in the wee dawning hoursTrees are still, and bowing flowersHang their heads waiting for lightTo dance again across the sky

Panacea, II

They are not long, the days of wine and roses. Out of a misty dream, our path emerges for a while, then closes, within a dream. –Ernest Dowson She wallows in sombre melancholyin shallow warmth of quivering candlelightsipping sumptuous fruit of tangled vines, wine a… Continue Reading “Panacea, II”

This Gift

Dreary grey skies and vague random rain Tap, tap tapping at my window pane My writing room filled with whispered sighsOf rose hues against a coal smoke sky Such days are rare during this seasonWhere bright flowers fade, feeling beatenAnd the scorching unrelenting sunSetting the west… Continue Reading “This Gift”

Ode to Yarrow

I will pluck the yarrow fair That more brave shall be my hand That more warm shall be my lips That more swift shall be my foot May I an island be at sea May I a rock be on land That I can… Continue Reading “Ode to Yarrow”

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