Birds because they glide through sky
Are free since wings can take them high.
I also trust the lordly tree
Is free though rooted down with me.
Photos: “Bird at Sunrise”, above, and “Royal Terns in a Row”, below.
I cycle on and miss the trees.
They laugh more mindfully than me.
It’s you I’m on this bike to see.
With any end the sun may bring
There will be some old song to sing
And some to dip us fresh in spring.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by Kim from Writing in North Norfolk with the theme word “cycle”.
Photos: “Circle of White”, above, and “Fern”, below”.
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.
The ring she gave was made of lead
And broke one lonely day.
“It has no worth,” the jeweler said.
He’ll keep it anyway.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah Connor is hosting with the love tokens.
Photos: “Leaves Remind the Tree”, above, and “Water Seeking Lake Michigan”, below. I am linking these to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with the theme “force”.
Birds may chatter. I walk by.
Trees prepare to greet the Sun
That concentrates on shiny things
Like bonds held true with golden rings.
The birds rejoice when morning’s come.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Sarah Russell is asking us to focus on the thing rather than explicitly describing something abstract which the reader is supposed to guess, but I am not sure what it is myself.
Photos: “Movement”, above, and “Birds Minding Their Own Business”, below.
The Earth wears cloudy sunglasses today
And smiles as warmth gets through to us today.
The wind sleeps all the afternoon away
And trees have nothing much to do today.
The Earth eclipsed the Moon last night and may
Bare trees eclipse the Sun’s dim light today.
Flying birds herd like a song. They sway.
I wish my camera would turn on today.
Forgive that camera. Now, enjoy their play.
You saw them, Frank. That’s all that counts today.
Photos: “Winter Sun Through Trees”, above, and “Earth Wears Cloudy Sunglasses”, below.
Belief shows me what I would see
With mirrors everywhere.
Dark branches of the leafless trees
Shiver in the winter’s breeze
As I do standing there.
Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Bjorn is hosting with the theme of mirrors.
Photos: “Grounding”, above, and “Lake Michigan from Gillson Park”, below.