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Find peace in the shadows and joy in the sun.
~ Mish and Candy
photo by Mish
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In Sun and Shadow
sometimes we sit
in the
shadows
content to be
a quiet observer
– champion of
others
sometimes we shine
like jewels
in the sun
bringing joy
to all who pass
our way
as dusk pulls open the
dark curtain of
a summer night
flashes of light rise up
from the grassy stage
signaling messages of love
in the stillness while
stars twinkle brightly
in perfect accompaniment
from my front row seat
I clap with joy, watching
this magical light show
put on by
Heaven & Earth Productions
~~
Poetic Bloomings July PAD #2
Carpe Diem #990 – Rowan Tree
~
laden with berries
late summer feast for birds
magical branches
Carpe Diem #989 – Oak
~
under the canopy
prayers of the ancient Druids
swirl around my head
Poetic Asides – Wednesday Poetry Prompt
“Getting (Blank)”
Getting Through to Customer Service
I punched in the 800 number
and waited
the smooth voice on the other
end assured me that my call
was important to them
I waited
fuzzy music of an unknown
genre blaring through the lines
more waiting
once again assured that
my call was important
made a cup of tea
music, music, music
started a crossword puzzle
ah,at last, a real person
asked my name,
account number,
date of birth,
….. and “how may I help you?”
my mind was numbed by
endless tunes
I mumbled something vague
I was not getting through
d’Verse – Poets Pub
Imaginary Garden – Tuesday Platform
Quadrille # 12 – rose
~
Hey bud
isn’t it time you a-rose
sun’s been shinin’ for hours
and you’re still curled,
rolled up tightly
I’m waitin’ for a sign
a little flutter, a waft
of bouquet
this thorny behavior
has me pleadin’
my heart bleedin’
ready for bloomin’ pink
Mish and I hope you find some time to slow down and marvel at the everyday bumps in your life.
photo by Mish
Ordinary Marvels
I longed for beauty –
collecting it in the things
and people surrounding me
filling the shelves of
my life with shiny knick-knacks
discarding anyone, anything
that didn’t sparkle
and when the glimmer, shimmer, glow
began to fade – showing itself
a temporary pleasure
I began to wonder at the
ordinary – to marvel at the
bumps and thorns that
make life real
I found this door in Bingen, Germany.
We’re finding Bits of Inspiration from Amber Rose Tamblyn in the Garden today
~
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
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