
Tomorrow and each day
After I will wake up holding on
To my ideals and values
Loving my family and friends
Helping others the best I can
There are no yesterdays that
Can change that
cgk ’16
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Tomorrow and each day
After I will wake up holding on
To my ideals and values
Loving my family and friends
Helping others the best I can
There are no yesterdays that
Can change that
cgk ’16
B&P Shadorma for Nov 5, 2016
Today’s poem is “Traveling Through the Dark” by William E. Stafford:
Here is my Shadorma inspired by this poem
~
right or wrong
is not always clear
I struggle
heart and head
do battle in the darkness
while my soul seeks peace

Doldrums and Dragonflies
Even in flight
I am not alone
Cradled
By the zephyrs
Warm embrace
This too is my calm
My inner field of felicity
Double-winged, I will sing
To the flutter of my heart
In shades of iridescence
~
Mish has amazed me once again with this poem inspired by my dragonfly photo.
Check out her blog at mishunderstood to read more of her work and her enjoy her super photography.

Love Note
Send me a wire
A tweet
A message
Write it on paper
Or in the sand
Put it in a bottle
For me to find along the shore
Write it in the clouds
Trail it behind a plane
Pound it out on a
Hollow log
Call me
Come knock on my door
Look in my eyes
Tell me you love me
—
Nov PAD day 5 at Poetic Asides
Imagine If
The moon has gone to the dark side
Leaving only stars to light the night
Battles break out between Orion
And The Sisters about who will rule
The Milky Way curdles
The dippers spill out the space junk
They’ve been collecting while
The Bull charges madly across the sky
And we are left spooning by the
Light of The Swan
—
PAD day 4 at Poetic Asides
If I’d Only Had a Camera
I would have captured you
On film
I’d hold the image of you
Of this moment
Forever
Put you in an album
Labeled ‘inamorato’
And when days are dark
Gaze at your visage
Until the light of your
Smile brings me peace
–
PAD day 3 at Poetic Asides


We Wait
For ashen skies to
Drift and greet the sun
For time to turn this
Turmoil to tranquility
As gifted abilities
Go to waste
We wait for walls to
Fall but they will stand
Unbroken as long as
Goals remain unspoken
We wait for peace
To magically evolve
Like childhood dreams
And it clearly seems
That we have lost our way
© Mish
Cee’s Black &White challenge

