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She is so persnickety
smoothing my feathers
matching her dress
to the hue of me
showing me off to
her friends and
strutting like a
peacock as I perform
but I know her secrets
and when I learn the
words
I will tell
——
Fireblossom Friday – The Art of Gerda Wegener
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Just Jot It January – persnickety
pink morning sky
sun slips above horizon-
first light of day
—–
Carpe Diem # 888 – Hatsuhikari (first light of the sun)
Classic Meets Modern
There’s not much new
between midnight and
midnight:01
except in that second
we’ve gained another year
flipped the calendar page
kissed someone we love
(or like a lot)
made promises to
ourselves about the
improvements we’ll
be seeing in the coming months
shared a toast, raised
a glass
danced and hugged
cheered with the crowd
and felt the stirrings
of hopefulness tingling
down our spines.
~
Happy New Year!!
Wishing you peace and hope in 2016
where have they gone
are they all lost
can’t be found
run aground
giving me the run-
around until I stumble,
fumble for words
to call them back
attack the memory
of those who seemed
invincible, invisible,
indivisible by we who
search in vain, again
look in the places
humble ones have
occupied since time
began – the ones who didn’t
claim the fame they had
attained, instead persisted
in the fight for truth and light
and what is right
I’m seeking heroes
here and there and
find them hiding everywhere
——
posted at Poetic Asides – the prompt was to use Seeking ______ as the title of your poem
solitary tree
beside the riverbank
willow weeps
——
Carpe Diem Special # 189 – Georgia’s 5th
under the winter sky
bare branched trees stand in rows
black crow caws
—–
Carpe Diem writing Techniques # 25 – Narrowing Focus
Mish and I have been working on a project we would like to call “Collaboration for Peace”. Here is our first creation, combining her photos with my haiku. We hope to spread peace and hope throughout this community of poets.
Who is Mish? You can find her at mishunderstood. We are both members of Artisits4Peace.
tall forest trees stretched
their branches upward to point
the way to heaven
© candace kubinec
light and dark are in a tug of war
and on the day of winter solstice
they have called a truce
stopped to take a breath
to hold hands and let the
rope slacken
to smile and share a drink
of the universe
equal for a blink of the eye
until they take up the battle
once again, slowly changing
dark to light
—–
Get Listed – Solstice Edition at Real Toads
Sun shines soft upon the land
trees and rocks and rivers
Shines for every woman, man
shines for every creature
We should turn our faces up
fill our hearts with solace
Reach out and extend a hand
allay another’s sorrow
—–
Bastet has prompted us to write a hymn. She gave us the example of Good King Wenceslaus.
B&Ps Shadorma and Beyond
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