Category Archives: Poetry

Wisdom

 Moving beyond

The now.

Trusting the future enough to

Forgive mistakes.

Support

The journey

And arrive

Home.

Touch

Warm hand on soft skin

Is all lost?

Heart ;

Cacophony within the chest.

The lungs struggle to catch up

Foreign matter on a distant shore

Yearning for more.

One more

And I will explode.

Stages of Love

Turned away at the door

He was unavailable.

She knew her cue

Exit stage right

Disappear into the wings.

Love was only in Act One

Perhaps she had created the subtext of love.

Exeunt, Finis.

With the child within

She would play the role: the Lady of Shallot

Ophelia,  Antigone

The Final Act

Of a tragedy.

Fortune Teller

She had spoken before I started to listen.

Her eyes held me with their direct gaze.

She told me what I wanted to hear.

“It’s true:

He loves you.”

But she cautioned,

“Don’t work so hard.

Take time for yourself.”

Strange that stranger’s words

Would move me so.

“You have a good heart.”

A parting posey and a secret message.

The meeting is a memory.

With a lingering impression

And the smell of heather.

Hope

Learn the wisdom of the ivy

And grow

Beyond here

Ground yourself and

Aspire to the heavens

Greg

Your laugh was infectious

With you I felt alive

My secret brother

Chestnuts would cower in fear.

A youthful connection

To an invisible ink.

An exploration to the outer galaxy

Seeking life’s answers

You made me feel

Alive.

 

 

Strain

Insufficient funds

Past due

Performance review

Investigation.

Late nights

Another woman.

Car repair

Heating bill

One more can in the cupboard.

Lost mittens and ripped snow pants.

A lump.

Fear

I am not enough.

My loyalty was too strong;

Intangible idol.

Gave too much

Expected too little.

My bank account too small.

My heart too big

My feelings too fragile.

Trust;

Too thin

A rope to be explored

Without a safety net.

Murmuration

Salisbury P 001I have been here.

 Not me really.

The collective : my family, my country

Our history.

Past , present and future.

Is here.

On Salisbury Plain.

To witness .

That tank sits covered in moss.

It matches her red hair.

The aged family picture album

Dulled to yellow  and grey.

Once white tents that held out the rain.

His passion to capture the beautiful moments;

Life hungry for more.

Their  love displayed in the rear view mirror.

 The connection between us

When we touch.

A land

Weary with human

Passions

Sighs at our daytime excursion.

Maybe even smiles.

Somewhere between the past and the present

Time stands still

When we listen.

Murmuration of the starlings

God’s sighting.

Coccon

A single strand holds you up

As you sway  precariously

In the breeze.

Do you dream?

Thoughts of becoming

Murmuring with

The heartbeat of the earth

And rustle of leaves

A solitary being

Trusting

That the world  will

Support

Your transformation.

Save the Arts in schools!

“Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine, and at last, you create what you will” – George Bernard Shaw

Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss

Welcome to the Anglo Swiss World

Wuji Seshat Nibada

The poetry addict

Wayfaring Focus

A blog about travel and photography by the documentary photographer Johannes Laaksonen

Live & Learn

David Kanigan

Light & Shadow

Once more you hover near me, forms and faces Seen long ago with troubled youthful gaze. And shall I this time hold you, limn the traces, Fugitive still, of those enchanted days? You closer press: then take your powers and places, Command me, rising from the murk and haze; Deep stirs my heart, awakened, touched to song, As from a spell that flashes from your throng. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, "Faust, Part I"

Vienaqui

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Lenise

A Woman After His Heart

The World according to Dina

Notes on Seeing, Reading & Writing, Living & Loving in The North

Purnimodo

Hunchedbacked Ramblings of a Quasi Disgruntled Hopeless Romantic

Just Out Of Curiosity

My writings about sports, games, movies, music and other things.

The Teatime Reader

Reviewing a good book every week. Updates on Thursdays.

WordandLightSmithing

Poems, stories, and photographs -- old and new -- by Steve Dewey

Poesy plus Polemics

Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy

A Faded Romantic's Notebook

Otherwise the night is too dark

Arabian Aphrodite

الوَجْه الآخَر لِلقمر

meganmell

Technology in Education

ipledgeafallegiance

When will we ever learn?: Common sense and nonsense about today's public schools in America.

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