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Spring Dream
Spring dreamfervent new budsblossoming after rainriotous colors bursting forthraindropdrenched emerald green leaves captureswirling pools of waterfor garden snailsto sip Author’s Note: Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: Synonyms only and the words are Eager and Hope. I used ‘fervent’ for eager and ‘dream’ for… Continue Reading “Spring Dream”
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A Letter to Bella
Dearest Bella, I still remember your beautiful face and I often wonder why you chose to grace My humble life with a precious gift from above for you taught me again what it is to loveI know you chose me for a reason,without doubt all souls have a… Continue Reading “A Letter to Bella”
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Spring Haze
Spring morning haze dissipatesIn the wake of swift March windsRoaring in with rising red sunSpawning swirling dust devilsDancing with winter’s brittle leaves While whirligigs spin in a frenzied blur of coppery bladesand brassy wind chimes clang in blustery shade dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille Swift… Continue Reading “Spring Haze”
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The Piano
Melodies no longer escape from ivory and ebony keys drifting out an open window on a summer breeze what once was alive in the garden now dying and grey, for when the music stopped life withered away Now there’s only traces of happier spring daysan intrepid red… Continue Reading “The Piano”
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#Diatelle: Rain
RainDrops, driftsSlow and swiftFalls from on highSpring mornings gentle shiftFrom a pastel aqua washed skyAs it whispers to seeds in lilting sighsRise up tender greens, pushing through earth’s dark terrainBe brave, embrace this life throw fears asideSweet blooms tempting bees flying byAmber honey, their… Continue Reading “#Diatelle: Rain”
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On The Precipice
And this is where it begins This defining moment in time The beginning of the ending When what you trusted falls away and who you are Becomes obscured on a moonless night And who you thought he was is darker stillAnd you, Left standing… Continue Reading “On The Precipice”
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#Haibun: October
I am floating in the highest corner of a sparsely furnished room, looking down at a baby in the middle of a big bed. Covering the bed is a soft chenille bedspread in a maroon and cream color. A woman, my mother is sprawled… Continue Reading “#Haibun: October”
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