Author: Candace

I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos

Heart Patches

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We’re finding Bits of Inspiration from Amber Rose Tamblyn in the Garden today

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your battery acid words fly through
the air burning everyone they touch
like sparks from a forest fire

they land on my unprotected heart
leaving singed holes where
my feelings used to be

I build up walls of insulating
smiles to protect the fragile
core of my soul and wait

until you have burned
yourself to ashes
then I stitch bright patches

of summer sun and bluest sky
to heal the scorched places
and I move on

Summer Love

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d’Verse – Tuesday Poetics: Summer Starter
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under the summer roses
fallen petals wilt from
tender pink to brittle brown
forgotten as their beauty fades –
will our summer romance
follow

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Walt is hosting a summer party at the pub and has given us some super examples of summer poetry, challenging us to take a line, phrase, or word and create something new.
I chose the line “under the summer roses” from “Under The Harvest Moon” by Carl Sandburg

full circle

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Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #84 Back in Time
“Carpe Diem full circle”

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summer shower
princess gems left behind
droplets on willow

II

desert oasis
only palm trees cast shadows
relief for camels

III

silent cruise ship
ocean foams white like snow
rainbow follows

IV

yellow fluttering
in lines above the shrine
prayer flags

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word list -summer, princess,willow, oasis, palm tree, camel, cruise ship, snow, rainbow, yellow, shrine, prayer

Collaboration for Peace – 25

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Mish and I hope you hold on to your inner peace this week.

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photo by Mish

Lost Peace

Some where buried
under the chaos
of everyday

peace has gotten lost
but I will find it with
my eyes closed

I will hunt by
feeling with the
fingers of my heart

searching among the
stones that were
thrown until I touch

the smooth, comforting
warmth that is my peace

Night Out

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Out of Standard in the Garden
From the Black Mirror
Use the last text you received and turn it into a poem

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this is the text I used –
“I’ll pick you up at 8 …. Any ideas?”

Night Out

Any ideas
that come from my muse
tonight
are hers alone
I’m stepping out
cutting loose
no comfy chair
or cup of tea,
fuzzy slipper and jammies
oh, no I have
big plans
I’ll pick you up at 8 –
which book store shall
we hang out in?

Gingerpot

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Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille – Imagination
Dutch painter Piet Mondriaan

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The Still Life with Gingerpot ll by Piet Mondriaan

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the old woman prays
as she grinds Karashi seed
cracked blue gingerpot

Gaudy Summer

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Quadrille 11 – spill
De has us “spilling” things over at dVerse  Poets

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Summer has spilled
quickly
into spring bringing
with it the flip flops
and sleeveless shirts
that were packed away
last year
Loud, gaudy summer has
taken over – pushing its
way into bright glaring
mornings and humid nights
pushing aside the gentleness
of spring