Tomato

Photo by Glenn A. Buttkus at South Sound Minimalist Photos

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

luscious verdant green
shyly waits
for a sun-kissed blush

Written for dVerse.

 

Ramble

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Across the trellis
Fluttering
Roses ramble on

Tangle

Photo by SilverGardenia

Little bits of yarn
Tangle up
Creating stories



Combining crochet and writing, what could be better?

On Cue

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

The snow has melted
Sinking through
The ground down to where
Roots wait patiently
For the sun
Springing up on cue
Clothing the world anew
With vibrant
Blooming, rejoicing life

Splendid

Photo by John Jennings on Unsplash

Splattering of ink
Spilling words
Splendid thoughts and rhymes

Spring has Come

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

Violets are dancing

Pansies too

Daffodils trumpet

Long and loud

Of spring’s arrival

With pizzazz

And plenty of style

Wake Up Call

Photo by Felix Mittermeier on Unsplash

The clap of thunder

Dissonance

Natural alarm clock

Night and Moon

Photo by Fabian Oelkers on Unsplash

Night falls through the blinds

Lighting fast

Waking up the moon

Hanging in the sky

Silver plate

And diamonds too

The stars are winking

Waving down

Wave and greet them back

Waiting

It’s like a sunset
Waiting long
All day for a glimpse

Or I should have said
The dawn or
Fleeting rainbows

Musings in the air
Bouncing words
That soon dissipate

Rules, rhythms, rhymes
Demanding beauty
That I couldn’t catch

But we writers try
Try again
Searching for the answer

Did it mean something
This poem
You read, that I wrote?

Luna

for dVerse                                   

                                     full gibbous glimmer

                                     maiden aunt

                                     watching playful stars

                                     

nieces and nephews    

sitting still                   

only for moon’s stories

                                    

                                     ancient silver tales

                                     of magic

                                     wolves and unicorns

Revising Dreams

for dVerse

Revised

mellifluous dreams

breath nutmeg

and chirp after me

I will seek for them

heart first

for each honeyed crumb

would you blacken them?

heckle, fleer

caw unasked advice?

it does not matter

for soapsuds

sting but a moment

then breath forth new life

fresh, with the

scent of ironed heat

definitions

mellifluous - sweet, especially referring to a voice

fleer - essentially means sneer, but sounds cooler

Original

I’m a dreamer

Can’t you see?

With golden dreams

Trailing after me.

I’m going to find them

No matter who tries to stomp them

Smear my dreams with dirt

I’ll clean them up

Wash them, dry them, iron them

And make them come to life

 

Day of Rest

head of every week
Day of Rest
restoring my soul
lay down your toils
cease your work
and sing of Zion
join in fellowship
worship Him
in glad, grateful thanks
on this Day of Rest

Star Path

far above the sky
spilled milk glows
pathway through the night

Magnolia

mauve magnolia
unfolding
spring with broad petals

Hallelujah

Magpie Tale #310 

Golden in the east

Rising Son

Glorious to see

Though three days buried

Yet He lives!

And brings life to me

From stark chains of sin

He rescues

Claiming me for him

So rejoice my heart

Look to Him

Shout Hallelujah

Forever!

A Few Words on Birds

for dVerse

Drifting  

fanfare on the lake

gold trumpets

sounding in the air

clouds in still water

lazy days

with tranquility

shimmering feathers

bright ballet

between shadow and sun

a lamentation

new moon weeps

sable tears all night

eyrar reflected

in deep pool

as clouds in the sky

the white sails flying

regatta

racing down the stream

poised with graceful ease

floating pearl

majestic royal

Of swans

Asylum

water dance under

gibbous moon

shedding light on waves

Drift, fanfare, tranquility, ballet, lamentation, eyrar, regatta, and royal are all names applied to a group of swans. For more swan groupings (more than 20!) see here.

This form of poetry is called a lune. So of course I had to write one about a loon. Asylum and a water dance are names for a group of loons. For more see here. 

Moon Rose

for The Honeybee

enchanted petals
opening
crimson like a rose

in the moonlight touched
faint rose
opens for the muse

Thread Magic

for dVerse

Sewing machine whirs

needle bobs

up and down; again.

Pink thread and zig-zag

cat fabric

combined, it’s magic.

Unfold it when done

something fine

that your fingers made.