Like Day and Night

Although day does its best to delight
                                                                             In the darkness my mind can escape
With the Sun giving rest to the night
                                                                             Like a dream while the stars stay awake
When its setting is done
                                                                             Retains full mystery
And the night turns to fun
                                                                            And whatever may be
Then the Sun knows what’s done was done right.
                                                                            Of the love that was done for its sake.


Text: Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where Paul is hosting featuring the form Contrapuntal Poetry.  Here the limerick about the day hopefully adds counterpoint to the italicized one about the night.

Photos: “Maple Leaves in the Sun”, above, and “Calm Afternoon Waiting for Rain”, below.

Calm Afternoon Waiting for Rain

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

Body Image

The body image of a sturdy tree
Presents the patience of serenity
And all about it, friend or foe, may know
That now’s a special time that they can be.

The body image of a brilliant flower
Seems weak although attraction is a power.
Whichever way the wind tells dreams to go
The now will follow blessing every hour.


Text: Kim of Writing in North Norfolk is hosting at dVerse with the theme “body image”. This post doesn’t quite fit the prompt, so I am not linking it, but stop on by to see what people are posting for it.  The form I am using is a rubai: four lines, iambic pentameter and rhyming AABA.

Photos: “Ancient Tree”, above, “Hanging Flower”, below.

Hanging Flower

Holy Place

This holy place to stand and help me rise
Where I may pause and let my eyes go free,
Where I may wonder how this Earth and skies
Could be presented graciously to me,
Where I may question what it means to be,
Where sound turns sacred with or without rhyme–
Play that song for me another time.


Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Amaya is hosting with the theme “holy place”.  The poem’s form is a Chaucerian stanza.

Photo: “A Sunset Somewhere”

Video: lightomega’s presentation of Miten and Deva Premal’s So Much Magnificence. More about the song.

Spring

Swinging from the family tree
Learning that the mystery
Isn’t what we have to know
But the joy when we let go.


Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the theme of spring.  Of the photos she provided for inspiration, I was thinking of the one with the two children swinging from a tree. The form of this poem is a tanaga.  I will feature it on Thursday.

Photos: “Bird in Tree”, above, and the swing Lillian features, middle, and “Somewhere in Colorado Springs”, below.

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Somewhere in Colorado Springs

Eggs

Perfect as an egg-round sign
Smoothly futures realign
With whatever comes our way–
Dreaming, waking, walking play.

Take my hand till you have grown.
Soon you will walk on your own.
Fortune will be yours to keep.
Mine was blessed to guard your sleep.


Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting with the word “egg”. The form of this poem is a tanaga.

Photos: “Lake”, above, and “River”, below.

River