A Curious Deception

A Curious Deception

 

It’s curious how the moon glides calmly

through the night sky, serenely shining down

on peace and wars alike, when all the while

it is tugging and pulling at this planet earth

silently directing time and tides and

migrating birds and you and me

Why Bother

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #126 – Come “bother” up a poem

Why Bother

This poem didn’t bother to get
dressed – just stayed in its pjs all day
not bothered by the flapping
of its slippers or the flopping of its
hair-do, hoping no one will bother it
until it doesn’t have to bother
masking its feelings

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Lost In Cyberspace Perhaps

d’Verse Poets Pub -Going…Going…Gone Poeming {Quadrille #122}

Lost In Cyberspace Perhaps

where have they all gone, those shots of
flowers and bugs, trips, happy children? I went
to look for them and they had disappeared, snuck
away, without telling me they were going. Have they,
perhaps, found other lost pictures to share my memories with?


I recently lost the photos stored on my computer. Luckily, most of them are
floating in some cloud. 😁

Waiting for Santa

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #118: In the Inglenook

Waiting for Santa

She fell asleep beside the slowly dying embers
and dreamt of warmer climes, sunny skies.
She only meant to rest a while, hidden in the shadow
of the inglenook, until the clocked chimed midnight
when Santa would return home to grant her Christmas wish.

A Place to Shine

dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides


A Place to Shine

Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”

A Place to Shine

dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides


A Place to Shine

Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”

Namaste

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #116: Poem Those Possibles

Namaste

We find ourselves twisted and stretched
Into Impossible positions – Eagle arms,
bridges, chairs, up and down
dogs. Sometimes we are
mountains, sometimes
dolphins or camels. Then slowly breath in,
breath out coming back to heart center–
armed with peace,
facing a day of possibilities.

Medicine for What Ails You

d’Verse Poets Pub – In need of a happiness project?

Quadrille #115 – happiness

Medicine for What Ails You

She’s been happied again.
A large dose of giggles washed
down with extra silly filled her
soul – left it overbrimming with joy.
Just when things were looking grim
in rushed the experts with games
and flights of Imagination that only
eight-year olds can summon.

Star Envy

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #114 – Poetical Magnetism

Star Envy

I think the moon has a
mag(ic)net that it
throws across the
inky sky. I find myself
drawn outside, looking up,
hoping for a glimpse of
glow, sliver of shine
from this untouchable
lodestone. I envy the stars that
bask In its magnetic nimbus.