Nature, Peace, Poetry

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ 26 November 2017 ~ Flower ~ Rose ~

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O’ Dear Flower, folded
in invisible scents
tender covers
softly protecting
the unknown
wrapped in curves
like hands,a
praying pair
patiently serves
in quietude

O Dear Flower, resting
in a book,
making the page sacred
to the touch,words that rest too,forever silent, till they meet
the eyes, of an unknown, bear the flaps and caresses,
of moving finger tips, as the covers flip,

O Dear Flower, you are a rose of many colors
budding, blooming, on bush and bowers
in sunshine rain or cool summer showers
spread on shrouds taken to high towers

O’ Dear Flower’ how long can you stay
the fragrance radiate, the presence, comfort
the love share, If only you could, for ever be
and like the words lay for me to see

If ……

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Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ..Silence…The Silent Nest Manifests…

 

Once again it is the winter rain
so long awaited, as

clouds wander lonely,across the sky float and fly by,

sometimes they grumble sometimes they roar,

sometimes they thunder,sometimes they cry…

when the eyes meet the blues,the whites stand out,

changing shapes, design try

it is the season that leads and feeds winters are dry, gone are the leaves

but have you ever thought,who holds the birds afloat, who balances their wings

as they glide and whistle and sing,how their nest remains set, fixed ?

It is an Autumnal mystery

In silence stays the nest,no complaints against anything
how content the birds are, how tender is their living thing

on empty branches or in thick foliage, life is fine
in rain or sunshine, in silence they confine –

what little sounds they twittering make, is a prayer
for thanksgiving sake, grateful at morn and eve

regular and rare.

Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

In The Small Hours

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In the small hours,

when

quiet are the bowers
and drowsy sleep overtakes,

 

visions with visible spaces
appear and keep me awake;
restlessness engulfs the soul
and I pray as

thoughts of someone float

stay deep and the
soul needs a reason to

believe and ask?

Please O’ Lord

keep

some time in life,

to make two spirits,  meet.

Ameen

Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

NAPOWRIMO 2017 ~ Day Twenty Nine ~ He Listens Forgives, Again and Again…

Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something that happens again and again (kind of like NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo). It could be the setting of the sun, or your Aunt Georgia telling the same story at Thanksgiving every single year. It could be the swallows returning to Capistrano or how, without fail, you will lock your keys in the car whenever you go to the beach.

wheIMG_20170219_170138_041n peace is just round the corner
which corner? a voice whispers…

the unseen
in the fog creeps silently sails by

when silence is just broken by chirps…
which birds?
a voice whispers…

 

the silent
trees sad yet sturdy, stay fixed
when food is scarce in shops full…
which bazaar?

a voice whispers… the hungry
on the road wipes the tears dry
when every night dogs bark and keep
barking…

who is it…a voice whispers
unseen yet visible
spirit …who listens

so hope must not die
as clouds shower,
do they cry? no…they bless
For they know we need them

So keep hoping, again
and again they come,
they are sent, with rain
ease away the pain….
keep praying

Literature, Nature, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

NAPOWRIMO 2017 ~ Day Twenty Eight ~ Clouds and I ~

Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem using Skeltonic verse. Don’t worry, there are no skeletons involved. Rather, Skeltonic verse gets its name from John Skelton, a fifteenth-century English poet who pioneered the use of short stanzas with irregular meter, but two strong stresses per line (otherwise know as “dipodic” or “two-footed” verse).

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Get up and
Go outside’
A voice calls
from inside,
I know I have to
look at the sky,
I see clouds
smile at me, 
from up high,
I smile back
I am water,a
form on track,
and so are they
white and grey,
Together we laugh
and tears spray,
Clouds and I
skip and play

Literature, Peace, Poetry, Think About This

NAPOWRIMO 2017 ~ Day Twenty _ Four ~ Soft Smile ~

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Your soft smile,with shining eyes
Expressing a thought that lies,
Deep inside, a world, so full,
Of love and all things, beautiful;
These memories will linger, in my mind,
Bringing lovely sounds in silent times,
Brushing away sorrow and fear,
A cold sigh or a tiny tear;
Oh, why the chains of cruel time
Force me away from these peaceful thoughts
to realizations, so drear and dull;
Is there anything new and great
Outside my little world so straight,
Fresh like the morning dew
Scented like the beautiful rose,
Making me happy,
like your lovely smile.

Literature, Nature, Poetry, Think About This

NAPOWRIMO 2017 ~ Day Twenty Two ~ Elevenie for T…

 

Our prompt for Day Twenty-Three comes to us from Gloria Gonsalves, who challenges us to write a double elevenie. 

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Tea
satisfies soothes
hot in mug
from  gardens of Darjeeling
Heavenly

Biscuits
ready food
home or bakery
sweet salty creamy crispy
favorite of all ages
nourishing.