She walks on velvet moss below her feet Balancing and gingerly watching her footing In the meadow ahead Through the ancient oaks draped in moss Like curtains shielding grand windows Lies a solid rock An inviting place to sit She places her feet one in…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
THE ARTIST’S JOURNEY – Hour #11
The blank canvas beckons but fear holds me back. Can I do this? Am I good enough? Who will even like, who will want what I’ve made? My inner muse responds, ‘Be still, listen to your heart. It will never betray you. Create…
Tanka 2
Step here and look down- Tell me, what is it that you see? From it, life above, Beneath it, lies those you once knew: The earth holds both life and death. 7:00PM Poem Elizabeth Wingert
Shadow on the Moon
The shadow on the moon goes left to right left to right, tiptoeing day and night The radiance of the moon goes left to right night after night after night after night does the light follow the darkness or does the darkness follow the light…
Bamboo Reverence
from earth to heaven thin and long reach out the sky sunlight and shadows. @Mejia –Haiku – Hour 11
hour 9 poem 9 dear sarah you’ll make it so long you don’t think long about making it so long you live In the present moment start there start anyplace you got your feet
my hips can’t be heard crying out from lack of hinged use no they can’t be heard nor can tibia nor fibula —those bones that sparked im not just listing body parts here whose to know why things break why they grow together again—…
Solitude…
In this busy world, Where everyone is rushing to meet deadlines, To make both the ends meet all the times, I wonder if anyone yearns for some solitude? I wonder, If just for a minute people stop, They don’t worry about the road jamming traffic,…
Release
RELEASE ________________________________ Once the ribbon of breath Wound through the lung’s branches Trailed along throat’s passages Found its way From the mouth’s arching cathedral Into the world As little girl’s Homespun melody — Then the ribbon tangled On other’s criticism Snarled in shame Faded in…
Prompt Ten
dancing under the moon’s shadow chases the dark away serenity bounces off the stars rendering the canvas in light of day slide the beams of moonlight as you wander the night sky dream your way to morning and a future held up high
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