Umbrella

In the mild April showers Umbrellas bloom like flowers, Like tulips, upside-down In the busy town. The village stream hosts paper boats An enterprising child’s umbrella floats A sail tied to its wooden grip. Among those tiny coracles, A mighty masted ship!

Ode to the harvest

Harvest grain glows burnished bronze, in the sun’s warm glow The tall proud stalks, crowned and tasselled bow to the passing wind. The wayward wind ruffles their heads and gently passes on. I hear the rustling of gossipy leaves, as they draw near one another,…

The Finish Line (hour 21, prompt 21)

  The night’s dragging on forever And yet time is flying by Dripping poetry in our wake As we pen words with a sigh 24 poems in 24 hours A creative’s crazy dream Push your talent to its limit Like a seamstress’ outer seam Now…

Your being, Your Everything

What I want is simple. For you to love me As I love you. For your grace to embrace My very being. For your light to cut through The hate of this world. What I want is your everything. To be able to consume all…

Love Came To Her Rescue

With the tantrums she threw, Why really, nobody knew. When all that she had, She was about to lose. But every single time, Love came to her Rescue. With all that she knew, She never really grew. With all that she said, Darkness was all…

All The Colors [Prompt 21]

It was me! All the colors … All the pain; All the blood, tears and laughter. The Artist saw me, through and through … Who was this man? or woman? The name on the art… only had initials. Was it that day? The day in…