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Renewed


d’Verse Poets – Quadrille #63 – Feel the Earth move


Renewed

take me back to the earth
to the sun and the rain
let me feel with my feet
the wet grass, the soft mud
where my soul can take root
become nourished again
buds of peace start to bloom
take me back to the earth

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Sometimes A Coward

d’Verse Poets -Poetics: Because, Because, Because
Mish has us dancing down the yellow brick road over at the pub

Sometimes A Coward


Sometime, I think, I am just
Like that lion – all puffed up
Making noise – bluffing my way
Through the tough parts of life
Running away or staying silent
Hoping no one will notice me
Or ask for my help when it
Really counts
Sometimes, I think, I am just
Like that lion – cowardly and in
Need of some courage
A cheesy badge from a fake
Wizard won’t do the trick but
If you hold my hand I know I
Can brave even a wicked witch

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Moving On

d’Verse Poets – The Sounds of Koorogi, Cricket-dVerse Haibun Monday
It’s great to have Victoria tending bar again.

Moving On


I was weeding my flower beds today. A chore that had been neglected much too long. If you need some alone time, I recommend weeding. No one ever wants to help, so you have time to just think, sort things out, make some plans.
Not far from where I was working, a cricket chirped. I smiled – it sounded like a cheery hello.  Another chirp and I moved on. Maybe it was a warning to keep my distance.


woman pulling weeds
short signal to keep moving
a chirping cricket

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Just to Fly Free

d’Verse Poets – Meeting the Bar — Reverse Poetry
Frank is tending bar and has us beginning at the end by writing a reverse poem.
Here is my short offering


Just to Fly Free


Watching the Monarchs,
You and I,
Battered and faded,
determined to finish
some plan for life
the hand of nature dealt
Without ever knowing why
If the goal is accomplished
Just to fly free is enough

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Breaking Out

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #62 – Thinkin’ Inside the Box


Breaking Out


This poem feels boxed in
Wants to rock out
Twist and shout
Become unorthodox
This poem would like to
Break the mold
Try something bold
In colored ink create
Designs upon its box
That make you think so
Maybe you’ll become
Unboxed with it