It comes with walking: one step follows one. How we obtained this now I do not know Since any step we might have left undone And we arrived by moving all too slow Through doubts which kept us wondering where to go. There’s someone guiding us about this maze - The unexpected door, this path, that haze That frightened us then brought refreshed relief. The bright sun humbles darkness starting days As justice blessed with mercy brings belief.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Amaya is hosting with the theme of movement and to dVerse Poetry Form where Rosemary Nissen-Wade is hosting with the dizain poetry form, a poem of ten lines, each with ten syllables and having a rhyme pattern of ABABBCCDCD.
By grasping ground the trees submit then stand To face the stormy weather, hot or cold. Winds slap their leaves with branches fully fanned Yet year by year they grow on land they hold. Small habits starting weak turn strong and bold. They would not hesitate if they could voice Their affirmations - life would be the choice. They welcome all who aid their living there. They fix one spot then from that spot rejoice And offer wayward folk refreshing air.
Linked to dVerse Poetry Forms. Rosemary Nissen–Wade is hosting with the dizain poetry form: 10 lines, 10 syllables per line with thyme pattern ababbccdcd.
The hot afternoon brought a sinister cloud extending across the western horizon that painted the sky behind it dark. From the distance of our heroes on Earth they could not estimate its speed, but they knew it would be upon them at any moment.
“That is the largest alien vessel I have ever seen! It covers the sky.”
“It’s a storm cloud. We need to reach shelter before the downpour.”
“It’s part of the rebellion to liberate the universe from the evil empire. They want our planet as a base of operations.”
“I hope not.”
Then the aliens landed.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge where the theme is “a state of independence” and to Charli Mill’s Carrot Ranch where the theme this week for 99-word stories is “paint”.