
photo by Candy
In Flight
Life me up
For I have spiraled, wingless
In whirls of worldly matter
That do not matter
Much to me
Cradle my heart
For I have stumbled, tumbled
To humble places
Grant me peace
And let me fly
© Mish at mishunderstood
A place for poems and pics

photo by Candy
In Flight
Life me up
For I have spiraled, wingless
In whirls of worldly matter
That do not matter
Much to me
Cradle my heart
For I have stumbled, tumbled
To humble places
Grant me peace
And let me fly
© Mish at mishunderstood
D’Vers Poets
Poetics : Artisans
Kim is our host for this challenge –
“The challenge is to write a poem about an artisan or wright, for example a weaver, thatcher, wheelwright or carpenter, or any other craftsman you can think of. It can be a real person, you or someone you know, or a fictional person. All I ask is that you emulate the form and/or style of one of the Heaney poems.”
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The Weaver
She was a weaver known by all
She’d weave for you a throw, a shawl
The wealthy of the town would pay
Three shillings just so they could say
They wore the finest ever made
By the widow living in the glade
She wove some magic in each one
A spell of peace for everyone
I sat each night upon her knee
As warp and weft she taught to me
But when she died her spell died too
And peace remained for just a few
It was to me the burden fell
To learn to weave, the chaos quell
Now to my God each night I’ve prayed
For mercy, I had disobeyed
Slept when sitting at the loom
And her sweet peace I did foredoom

photo by Mish
Stones from a Glass House
It was just one pebble
Thrown in jest
No harm intended
And then one more
Hidden in soft words
Another disguised by
A smile
More and more were
Piled on top until
At last
Peace was smothered
Mish and I are back after our holiday hiatus with another collaboration.
This week Mish provided the photo that inspired my words. Hope it inspires you also.

Photo by Mish
Reach Up, Reach Out
I reach up
Spread my arms
To embrace the sky
The sky that looks
Down on every person –
Like and unlike me
Every person receives
Equal share of the day
And the night
The sun and stars
The moon lights the
Corners of darkness
Regardless of color or shape
Weeping or joy
We’re all the same
I reach out
To embrace the world
That the sky looks
Down upon in peace
Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Seven Days Before Christmas 2016 #1 a new dawn
~

anger dissolves
like mist from frozen ground
revealing peace

Photo by Mish
Free Fall
we’re free falling
flying without wings
hands clasped
tugging
at the cord that binds
us to the past
leaving behind the strife
the worries
the discord
and drifting into the
open arms of peace
~
Mish and I are taking a short break. We’ll be back with more photos and poetry in January. Our goal is to reach 52 posts – a whole year of collaboration!

photo by Mish
Barriers
we build walls trying
to define our space
outline the boundaries of
what belongs to us
construct tangled barriers to
keep others at a distance
so no one will know us too well
we assume a prickly air
attempting to protect our hearts
alone inside our armor of safety
we long for the touch of another
the understanding of a neighbor
the love of a friend
yet we are afraid to reach out
take a risk
seek peace

Photo by Mish
Let Peace Flow
When you see sorrow
of another
Let joy flow from
Your soul
To cover the dark in light
When you hear hatred
toward a neighbor
Let love flow from
Your heart
To cover the hard in softness
When you feel the anguish
of humanity
Let peace flow from
Your mind
To cover the shattered in healing

photo by Mish
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The Beacon
Adrift I float
No gentle breeze
To send me home
only dreams
To guide me
To urge me forward
Through doubts and fears
I am not afraid
To travel on
Hope shines brightly
A beacon on the horizon
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
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right or wrong
is not always clear
I struggle
heart and head
do battle in the darkness
while my soul seeks peace