Tag: hope

Threads of Life

Threads of Life

Threads of life woven closely 
Connecting us to others

In such beautiful patterns
Of rich color and texture

At times they’re stretched to breaking
Or bound together in strength

When a thread comes to an end
We cling tightly to our own

Or perhaps latch on to others
To weave a new design

Coordinated creations
Connecting colorful strands

Hoping it will become strong
And remain unknotted 

The design harmonious
in basic simplicity

Sometimes it is rough and frayed
Or intricate and complex

When pulled from its given form 
It might distort or lose shape

It will be what it will be 
But not for want of trying



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Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has asked us to look at
Korean Poetry, in particular the form called Kasa.  It calls for four
couplets of seven syllables per line.  You can read more about if at
the D'verse.com page. This was the first time I attempted this form and
I got carried away with the length and ended up with eleven couplets! Oh well. 


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Fly Free

Fly Free

Would that I might fly the nest south
to be a snowbird escaping winter’s cold
and bask in sunshine sprinkling her
diamonds on crystal waters 
Where gentle breezes ruffle feathers
and I might preen in the warmth of her fire

Would that I be free from this frigid prison
and flap my wings freely with my flock
Shedding my wintry grey garb
for colors of the sea and sand and sky
Then, when earth is ready to waken
Would that I return to for its rebirth


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Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with the story
of Persephone.  My interpretation is that of someone trapped, away from
sunlight and a desire to be free from her confines.

Poetics: Persephone.

A Gift – Quadrille

A Gift

Silver lined clouds
bringing hope after a heavy rain storm
A semi circle of rainbow
smudged against the grey expanse
that we might stare 
in amazement
Late afternoon rain showers
causing a mild inconvenience 
but gifting us
with the magical memories
of Nature’s wonders


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Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with the word “ Smudge”
A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Insight – A Palinode

Part 1 - Misunderstood  (Prior Poem)

Your eyes no longer hide the truth
They have become the lens
to your dark soul
The bitterness written
between the lines of your face
Chiseled deep into the crevices
where it now resides
Dragging the once curve of a smile
into a permanent scowl
The magnitude of your suffering
living on display for all to see
Your strange, misunderstood past
responsible for a demeanor 
that pushes friendship away
Making it impossible for anyone
to come close so they might
know more of your story and pain
Part 2 - Insight

What a difference a day can make
The light in your eyes
flickers ever so slightly
A weight carried heavily
on your weary shoulders
is now a little lighter 
Shadows of a smile
can be seen more often
as hope returns to your closed heart
Opening it wider to receive
the good blessings being
showered on you once more
Friends never left you
Remaining on the periphery
of your life for when
you needed them most

 
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Grace is hosting Meet at the Bar at D'Verse Poets tonight
and has prompted us with a Palinode.
A palinode or palinody is an ode or song that retracts or
recants a view or sentiment to what the poet wrote in a previous poem. 
The writing challenge is to write a palinode. This can be in relation
to a poem you have written before (please link or include prior poem),
or as part of poem e.g. Palinode by Monica Youn.

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Mosaic Culture

Mosaic Culture

My perfect world
is a mosaic
Where each piece connects
the other in beauty
There are shades of earth
Deep brown and pitch black
to clay and sandy soil
Sky connecting clouds of white
crimson, rosy pink and graphite
Sometimes golden and sun-kissed
Trees with outstretched arms
In greens, reds and yellows
Oceans holding everything in place
With blue-green reflections
of its inhabitants
A rainbow of ebony, mahogany,
ginger and cinnamon
with alabaster and ivory
delightfully blended in hues
of cafe au lait and mocha 
Eyes of sapphire and cognac
pewter, graphite and terra-cotta 
Sensual colors of eyes and skin
Bleeding the same color red
and crying identical crystal tears
Wishing to live in harmony 
with each other
as it should be

 
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Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and she
has prompted us to share a poem that we have
recently read and use it to inspire us to
write one.
One of my favorite poets is Langston Hughes.
I did not grow up with his poetry but I have come to
love it.  I was inspired by his poem Harlem Sweeties
where his use of descriptive color is so beautiful and
mesmerizing to read.  It captured me immediately.

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The Eyes Have It





crop man with blue eyes gazing at camera
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The Eyes Have It

Your face attractive
with faint lines
of wear and character
but your eyes
are spellbinding
Magnetizing
Drawing me into
their deep limpid
pools of azure
I surrender willingly
to your hypnotic gaze
for there I might find
the answers to
my own destiny
Where will you take me?
Will I stay long
or will I just drown
in your watery lagoon?

 
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All Rights Reserved

Mish is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has
prompted us with "Eyes"

Now is the Time

Now is the Time

One more
blue-black bruise
on society
One too many
The beast has been
unleashed
Voices heard
Strength in numbers
taking to the streets
Waking the silent
Unmasking the blind
A united voice
heard by deaf ears
Heads previously
buried in the sand
resurrected
A time of change
Power in the hands
of the peaceful oppressed
The dark days
are numbered
One man’s breath
choked from his body
Yet his words 
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
will live in infamy
and be carried
on wings of soaring birds 
His voice stolen
but we speak
for him, for all
Now is the time
 
 
 
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#Blacklivesmatter
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