Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Haibun #40 Summer


Sun streams into my soul's open window. Mixed bachelor buttons grow tall amid green grass and amber yarrow, mirrored in aqua inlets of a the sea. June's abundant Ms. Cecile Brunner rose clusters volunteer to climb higher. Wetland bogs drown out the torches of summer evening sunsets. Cool tea invites bees to go barefoot in the rain.  Solstice lingers in its own afterglow. And, somewhere between strawberries and hydrangea skies, the sun is preserved in mason jars for later fall days.

The varied melon palette of summer precedes the blooming of July's honeysuckle and August's flamboyant gladiola. 
Brides feel summer breezes billowing their gown silently. Lustrous mornings gradually flow into long evenings of summer's soft sounds. Only a slight movement betrays the steps of a baby deer out of the forest. Hues begin their changes to almond muesli and wood-smoked barbecue

Summer rounds the bend,
beckons us to nature's realm;
Love is the season


Blessings in trying times...

Today we are to write blessings poems, offerings to uplift and create better energy during these tumultuous days.

Blessings to those who 
harbor no hate, try to make 
the world a better place
May your hearts enter other hearts, 
chase out what evil there exists
replace with unconditional love

May your compassion 
spread on wings of gaggles of 
geese, as weather moves 
around the globe, touching faces 
with summer soft rains,
loosening roots of anger and fear

May angels ride on sunlight's 
slender beams, uplift 
you when all seems lost and bleak
offering you liquid stairs 
to ascend, overcoming 
obstacles in your way

May forests green raise 
your consciousness as you walk
proudly in truth across the
 liberal grass of freedom
growing on playgrounds
choking out moods of despair

Blessings to those who 
nonviolently fight for 
dignity, clean air,
human rights and medicare
May jeweled dragonflies skip
by, wanting to know your face

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Peppermint oil on my temples..

dVerse  Quadrille #35


....awakening in
meadow yellow green,
lavender floral notes astound
Time sweetens memories;
my soul, rooted to the ground
Peppermint oil on
my temples
cools my mind;
love is soft, and when he
comes along, he will
taste like the poetry I
wish to write

Friday, June 9, 2017

Periwinkle skies

Victoria has asked us to write using the Lai form of poetry today, a nine line stanza or verse with the short 5 or 2 syllable lines. I expanded it to several more lines.
Image result for images periwinkle sky

With my hazel eyes
I see the sunrise

and I theorize
the Universe' size.

silken moons arise;

immortalized in
periwinkle skies

stories of our lives, 
hopes, dreams realized

stars found, a surprise
novas rhapsodize

mourns, decries the why's
of lost butterflies