Poppies

Poppies all have lost their bloom.
Summer heat is here.
With such brightness even gloom
Is smiling through its fear.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.  Grace is hosting.

Photos: “Clothed with Leaves”, above, and “In the Distance Brightness”, below.

In the Distance Brightness

Kindness and Coffee

One kind word and coffee will
Open up my heart to you.
If you’re out of coffee, love,
That one kind word will do.


I wrote this while drinking a cup of double espresso with steamed milk at Java Punk Coffee in Colorado Springs.  It was the best espresso drink I’ve ever had.  The photos above and below were taken at the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs.  I am linking this to dVerse Open Link Night.

Trail at the Garden of the Gods

Blooming Everywhere You Turn

Winter’s jealous of the scene
I imagine walking by.
Everywhere that someone turns
Beauty’s soothing winter’s burns,
Helping all those old tears dry.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night hosted by Bjorn.

Photos: “Colorful”, above, and “Beauty Everywhere You Turn”, below.

Beauty Everywhere You Turn

Through the Forest Preserve

There’s more than I could ever see.
This gush of generosity
Presents abundance where no wall
Could block receiving all that’s free.

Trees have finished winter’s fall.
They stand magnificently tall.
We breathe together patiently
Through One whose arms embraces all.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.  Grace is hosting.  The form of my poem is a variation on the rubaiyat using iambic tetrameter rather than pentameter and patterned on Robert Frost’s “STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING” featured some years ago on dVerse but with half of the number of lines.

Photos: “Pond”, above, “Open Space with Geese”, below.

Open Space with Geese

Soul

Some use their souls to say there is no soul. Some use their freedom claiming we’re machines denying what we know of mystery. It’s hard to tell which hell builds bigger walls to bar eternity.

There’s time to walk if we can’t run. There’s time for trees and standing still. Eternity comes passing through, patiently as sparrows do, singing pleasantly.

CHILLY EQUINOX
COMING COLD OR COMING SPRING
SPARROWS BRING NEW SOUND


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Bjorn is hosting. I am late for dVerse Poetics where Paul was hosting, but I am using Paul’s theme of “soul”.

Photos: “Lake Michigan at Evanston”, above, and “Lake Michigan from a Park”, below.

Lake Michigan From a Park

Dusk — #writephoto

Although the sky comes dressed in clouds
The Sun remains above.
Although the blue stays far away
There’s nothing there but love.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Grace is hosting and Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt.

Photo: This is Sue Vincent’s photo for use with her prompt.

Sue Vincent's #writephoto icon

Hands and Eyes

I hold you with an aging hand.
Winter let go fall.
Even sparrows understand.
It takes no time at all.
Eyes and hands recall.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.  Kim is hosting.  I am aiming for brevity in this poem.  In particular I want to use no more than five lines.  I hope to present brevity as a challenge for next week’s Meeting the Bar.

Photos: “Snow and Shadow”, above, “Blooming Together”, below.

Blooming Together