Squares

for dVerse

Silver

Fairy beneath moon silver
Beneath soaring in flights
Moon in anticipation of
Silver flights of fancy.

Sea Lore

I walked by the seashore
Walked lifting shells pink – speaking
By shells heard ocean lore.
The pink ocean sand shifting
Seashore speaking lore; shifting secrets.

for Magpie Tale 123

Hat

Silk hat; black. Important to us.
Hat for night meetings; Secretly covered,
Black night that we walk in.
Important meetings; we vanish away. Mystery.
To secretly walk away soft like.
Us covered in mystery. Like silk.

Beyond

Magpie Tale 122
shared with dVerse

I found a doorway this afternoon
Or maybe it was a window.
I thought the rain left only mud
But there it was, untouched and new.
A forest growing clear and strong
And I could hear the music in its leaves.
It seemed a shame to pass it by
Unexplored and left in memory’s drawer.
So I unlocked the door and went in
Or fell through the window, I do not know.
But I spent the hours there
And met the birds and every flower.
Danced with fairies and joined their feasts
Stopped in a tree and spoke with owls.
I met a unicorn too, and laughed under silver stars
And by their light returned home again.
Without locking the door
Or perhaps I didn’t close the window.
Never will I cease to look
For doorways and windows.
I’ll find them again I know
Beyond the mud to worlds untouched and new.

Paper

Magpie Tale 121
shared with dVerse

Paper

Blinding white, unknown
Like a new blanket of snow.
There is a beauty
To the freshness,
Weeping for the first footprint,
Splattering of black ink.

Yet there is no snowman
Without the footprint
No story without
The invasion of words

Words conquering the page
But gently.
Caressing the paper,
Greeting it friendlike.
Twining white and black together
Like rose and trellis

Until the paper
Sheds its skin of white.
Emerging butterfly
Glorious in color
Made from black and white.