Three Line Thursday at Ink In Thirds
Feb 1 – Fly Free
I also followed De to this little community
I dream of leaving winter behind
To search for solace and bright sunshine
And then, I find it in your smile
A place for poems and pics
Three Line Thursday at Ink In Thirds
Feb 1 – Fly Free
I also followed De to this little community
I dream of leaving winter behind
To search for solace and bright sunshine
And then, I find it in your smile
Meeting the Bar at d’Verse Poets Pub
Paul has challenged us to give The Ghazal a try
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Where is Love
A tear-streaked face up-turned to the sky
Searched every day for signs of love in the sky
A shape, a word, a flash of light – but
Not even silent clouds floated in the sky
Unbroken, endless blue and nothing more
No flying bird or breath of wind across the sky
Then gently wafting, starting softly like a whisper
Tender notes began to travel through the sky
They lead me down a winding lane to you
And there is love waiting for me – not in the sky
Poetics – Through the looking glass – d’Verse Poets Pub
Bjorn has us stepping up to the mirror behind the bar
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Mirror On The Wall
The face in the mirror
Tried to give me a flawed update
Fake news
False report
But I fact-checked those
Negative statements
Googled the hearsay
Then turned out the light
Twiglet #61
Posted on January 30, 2018 by Misky
~ turning green
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dormant hope
is turning green
love left fallow
emerges
Poem One for Me–dVerse Quadrille
Victoria has us poeming at the Pub today
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Oh, How It Grows
It was just a word
Or two
The beginning of a rhyme
Or not
No telling what it might become
With time
And a little TLC, a tonic, a potion
A shot of moon dust
Oh, how it grows
This little poemlette of mine
Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #17 Out of The Carpe Diem Box …
A new form, for me, a Cherita using the theme Winter Time
Cherita (pronounced CHAIR-rita) is a linked poetry form of one-, two-, and three-line stanzas.
Cherita is the Malay word for “story” or “tale”.
Here’s my attempt
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Snow fell steadily overnight
Morning sun shines
On fields of white
Tracks cross from woods to road
Left behind by white tailed deer
Foraging for food
Weekend Mini-Challenge: Art with Me
We’re writing about words in the Garden this weekend
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Power of Words
These words can be super heroes
Throwing you a lifeline
When you are drowning
Talking you down off that ledge
Picking you up when you’re
Too tired to go on –
Or maybe villains
Laughing at your sorrow
Tripping you in the dark
Stalking you when you try to run
They can be a warm companion on a cold day
Curled up beside you
Snuggled under an afghan
Sharing a cup of tea –
Or maybe your worst nightmare
Chasing you through your dreams
Until you scream out loud
These words can bring healing
Like a hug from a friend or
A day in the sunshine
These words have powers
Handle with care
Get Listed: Landslide Month
Reflecting on celebrations and milestones in the Garden
Also posted at d’Verse poets for Open Link Night
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Extraordinary Birthday
I sit here, feet up,
With a cup of tea
Just reflecting on the
Little things that become special
Little things like a wolf puppet
Who came to life two years ago
When a rebellious three year-old
Refused to take her vitamins
And the wolf (who shall be
Named Wolfie Scalliwag) spoke
Up and said, “ I don’t think you are
Behaving.” And that sweet child paused,
Then readily took those vitamins
Every year we celebrate that day –
Wolfie’s birthday
And I wonder, as the years unfold,
How many birthdays we’ll celebrate
Until the child is no longer charmed
By Wolfie Scalliwag – wolf puppet
Extraordinaire
D’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics with poisonous plants
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A Healing Garden
I will purge my pretty garden of
its foxglove poison
Plow under the toxic nightshade and
noxious belladonna
Take a hatchet to the deadly hemlock
Rip out the baneful wolfsbane
and let my garden heal itself with fields
Of golden dandelion, mallows, yarrow
And St John’s Wort
Twiglet #60
Posted on January 23, 2018 by Misky
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In your smile
The joy of all the ages
A boundless deep