Longing

Bathers  by George Tooker
Bathers
by George Tooker

I long to let my hair flow

free, caught by the breeze

cascading like a waterfall –

To feel the sun kiss my shoulders

while your lips kiss mine –

To dip my toes in the

consecrated water of the

constant ocean –

To kneel in reverence on

the sandy alter of its beach –

To leave this monochrome life

behind and shine like

shards of sea glass

But I am bound to my sisters

by time and tradition

I will not leave

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Time Squared

Credit: Phillips
Credit: Phillips

Time is suspended

Captured in a crystal ball

We hold our collective breaths –

Waiting

Anticipating

Hoping

The world counts the final seconds

Old is past

Unknown awaits our presence

Crowds cheering

Kissing

Hugging

Singing

Goodbye – Hello

Night People

Beats Beatrix by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Beata Beatrix
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Everything has a beginning

formed from misty nowhere

gathering silence into speech

Runic people who found their

place beyond the known world

and dispatch counsel of hope

and peace – without words,

without talk – in the

middle of the night

And in the first light of

morning they retreat again

lingering only in my head,

my heart

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Sunday’s Whirligig word list – misty, world, talk, head, again, place, silence, beyond, people, nowhere, beginning, everything

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Toads photo prompt

Is It Raining

badge by: Doobster@Mindful Digressions
badge by: Doobster@Mindful Digressions

is it ever going to stop?

dai after day gray

clouds empty their cargo –

drip, drop, drip

showers, downpours, storms

tomato plants treading water

squash squished

ballfields flooded fit only

for a family of paddeling ducks

flop, flop of windshield wipers

accompanies the swish of tires

on wet pavement

an opus to sooth me to sleep

wide awake

in my dreams

predicted by arthritis

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for Stream of Conciousness Saturday – use the word is to begin your post

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for SoCS July 4/15

Stone Secrets

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You keep your secrets well

Circle of giant stones

Centuries of buried history

Held close, revealing little

Man has pursued you

Dug and scraped

Measured analyzed

Worshiped and cursed

Questioned and fantasized

Millenium chasing millennium

But only the sun and moon

Know for sure

Party Lights

Oh, brother

what a party!

music blasting from

a tower – dancing to

the strumming,humming

banjos, the fiddles’ music

bowing, growing, reaching

to the sky where stars

boogie until breathless and

slack planets seek

sanctuary behind the

shimmying moon

Unkindness of Ravens

The Monarchy depends on us
My brethren and me
Six guardians of the Tower

Legend says we must not leave
Wings are clipped
Servants prepare banquets

All needs are met
We are adored, pampered
We are beautiful

We long for the sky
To feel the wind ruffle our feathers
We are not free

Take A Hike

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Get up!

Get out

Pull on your thick woolen socks

Push you feet into my souls

My tongue is hanging out

Thirsting for fresh air

Lace me up

You and me trekking through

Farm fields and woodlots

Tramping on pine needle trails

Hopping across ribbons of water

Bring your camera, if you must –

It will just slow us down

Get up!

Leave that chair

That book

That pen

Let’s take a hike