Garden Magic

Garden Magic

 

Deep in each small seed

A mystery lies buried

Only sun and rain

Can create the magic spell

That will free the hidden prize

 

A red tomato

Or a yellow sunflower

Captured in a shell

Waiting to at last uncurl

To the gardener’s delight

 

An Ambiguous Connection

Day 3 of April PAD has us writing a connection poem

An Ambiguous Connection

 

I think there must be a connection

between the Sun and the Moon.

Some hidden connection that pulls

the Sun up and the Moon down.

 

A thin line of spinning stars

pushing and pulling through

Sunrise to Moonrise.

An invisible line of galactic glory

 

keeping the Sun and Moon apart.

But every now and then, the stars

drift away, maybe to party,

and the Sun and the Moon

 

both shine down on me.

Hush

d’Verse Poets Pub – Almost a Triolet

Frank has us flexing our poetic muscles by writing a Triolet

Join the fun at the Pub
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I like the hush of twilight
When even birds are still
exiled is sun’s gypsy light
I like the hush of twilight
When day becomes contrite
And moon’s glow overspills
I like the hush of twilight
When even birds are still

Capturing the Sun

Sunny-side up! At d’Verse Poets Pub
Lillian is looking for some sun

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Capturing the Sun

I picked a bunch of
Buttery daffodils
Trying to capture the sun
To keep a little piece for
Those days when the sky
Is only shades of gray
With dabs of paint and
Bold brush strokes my
Canvas is covered with
Yellow ruffles of sunshine
That cloudy days can not
Obscure

Morning Gloria

Poetic Asides – Nov chapbook challenge

Day 1 – write a New Day poem

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Morning Gloria

morning sashays in like
a woman in a red dress
who knows everyone is watching
she pushes the darkness
into a corner where it will
cower until her glow turns
and strolls away

High Flying Dreamer

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #38 – Dream

Sweet dreams, De

High Flying Dreamer

I’m dreaming, scheming, seeming
to fly to the edge of the gleaming sun
then fall back to earth,screaming
with joy, hair streaming behind like a sail
inhale, exhale, breath slowly
let it flow, run downhill
until exhausted I rest in the
arms of Orpheus

Troubles

d’Verse Poets Pub -MTB–The Minute Poem
Frank has us trying out a minute poem and it’s going to take much longer than a minute to accomplish this challenge.
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TROUBLES

I was having trouble sleeping

Moon came peeping

Caught me crying

Left me sighing

 

I was having trouble waking

Sun came shaking

On my shoulder

Left me bolder

 

I was having trouble seeing

Love was fleeing

You came giving

Life worth living