Not the branch nor the tree
Dancing leaves majestically
Do their small but useful part
To green the ground with mystery.
The wind may kiss us on the fly.
We catch caresses from the sky.
Sublimely structural - stay low
To aim our treasures high.
Beneath soft covers steeped in dreams
Sleep reveals golden schemes
Left from sharper, warmer day
When calmer night with moonlight beams.
Oceans deepen. High waves spray.
Bounce the ball as children play.
Nothing need be as it seems.
No one turns their own away.
Linked to dVerse Poetry Forms – the Rubaiyat. I like short tetrameter lines and how the AABA rhyme scheme allows the quatrains to be interconnected based on sound.
The tone of words one now cannot erase,
The texture of an isolated place,
The thoughts of cheer one thought one had before
Turn into thoughts of prison evermore.
Rejoice. That promise heard about midnight
Was not a dream but dawning of new light.
I wink and then it all goes real.
The former dreams now make me feel
Like everything was there to heal.
I fantasize a pleasant way
To whisper happiness to you.
I send you dreams of every day
So wilder daydreams may come true.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “From Dreams to Reality”. I am also linking this to dVerse Quadrille. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting with the theme word “wink”.
Photos: “Passing by Yellow and Orange”, above, and “A Tree with Yellow Leaves”, below.
Early morning freshens air.
Trees appear from dark of night.
As I rise the chilly skies
Help me smile with welcomed light.
Evening consummates all this,
Adds some darkness to the day.
Silhouettes are what I get
As I smile to find my way.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme of “shadows, shapes and silhouettes”. It is also linked to dVerse Quadrille. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting with the word “early”.
Photos: “Morning Silhouettes”, above, and “Evening Silhouettes”, below.
Yuck is such a yucky word.
It closes every opened door.
It claims whatever’s true’s absurd
Demanding always something more.
Demanding something nicer, too,
Nicer than this yucky place.
Demands. Demands. What can one do
Stumbling over old and new,
Stumbling over smiling grace?
Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) with the word “yuck”.
Photos: “Looking Down”, above, and “Looking Through”, below”
From mushrooms up to maple trees
The Earth is home to all of these.
There’s so much that I cannot see
That’s tucked away mysteriously.
Mysteriously it’s come to be
From somewhere, from the wild wet sea.
It’s even home for you and me.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. The prompt word is “earth”. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting.
Photos: “Mushrooms”, above, “Maple”, below.