Tag: Poetry

The Feather’s Gift

Posted on September 5, 2020 by

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She gathers feathers and broken blue eggs, discarded treasures from the birds A shadow box of wispy memories are proof that life endures. Author’s Note: Reposting this from last September. It’s been a long week of radiation treatments. I am grateful to have the… Continue Reading “The Feather’s Gift”

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Morning Moon

Posted on September 4, 2020 by

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Morning moon waning after nightpearly beams of lightvanishing in brilliant sun raysas dark becomes dayin the evenings a wayward breezeshadows dance with leavesas birds take roost in swaying treesyearning arises once againa cool caress upon my skinpearly beams of light, as dark becomes day,… Continue Reading “Morning Moon”

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Lost

Posted on September 3, 2020 by

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“One day you will kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”  ― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever In the darkness I have my dreamsof a time when body and soulcame together to make a wholeThese days nothing is as… Continue Reading “Lost”

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The Fragility of Tranquility

Posted on September 2, 2020 by

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These are days of endless summeras we bow in defeat to heatwilting petals fall at our feetsun pounding down, a mad drummerwhile we long for winter’s slumber Morning dawns in tranquilitylight breaks through with fragilityawash in a rose colored skyso we lift our weary… Continue Reading “The Fragility of Tranquility”

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#Haiku: Cricket

Posted on September 1, 2020 by

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under the willowsbeneath the rotting debris-male cricket chirping Frank J. Tassone’s Haikai Challenge #153- Cricket Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No.193 Poets Choice

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#Haiku: Morning Glory

Posted on August 31, 2020 by

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dew drops on blossoms-glistening orbs reflectingmorning glory tears Frank J. Tassone’s Haikai Challenge #154 Morning Glory

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#Haiku: Morning Mist

Posted on August 30, 2020 by

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“What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful. Teaching you how to fly. “I can’t fly!” You’re flying right now. “I’m falling!” Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said.”  ― George R.R. Martin morning mist silenceblissful peace in the valley-shattered… Continue Reading “#Haiku: Morning Mist”

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