Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
And I pray comforting autumn’s light will keep the smoke grey winter away brilliant colors dance as swallows take flighton this brisk cool cornucopia colored day. But I know too soon winter will come callingleaving frost on pumpkins, as snow begins falling. dVerse Poets… Continue Reading “Cornucopia Colored Day”
‘There came a time of pestilence and ruin, when greed ruled the land.’ – Linda Lee Lyberg And the innocents of the earth rose up, and cried out with a powerful roar, There must be peace, there must be green, there must be oceans… Continue Reading “Dona Nobis Pacem”
journeys abrupt endsilent wind rustles througha field of dried grass Carpe Diem: #1773 Kick off A month full of Beauty- A field of Dried Grass- Basho
What secret language do the reindeer speak when tender autumn hovers, trembling hanging in frost edged grey dawn aira foreshadowing of frigid cold to come. Frosted copper leaves have fallen the towering trees stripped bare for brittle winter ice is comingso they hover ever… Continue Reading “Secret Language”
Burrowdown to the depthsthe tomb of hell awaitsgaping mouths, hungry for lost soulsfresh bloodhot flesh, tainted from sin and greedfeast of the seven sinsripe and readyto eat. Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: #151 Dig & Grave Synonyms only
In autumn’s lumbering light, as wind howls, undressing trees I thought I sawa glimpse of golden brown eyes yet I know it musn’t be, (crushed) as you’ve been gone so many yearsfor the seasonal rains and I have shed a river of useless tears… Continue Reading “Autumn’s Lumbering Light”
carpenter bee restsdrawn to Virginia bluebellsswaying in the breeze Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1772 Virginia Bluebell
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