One Day in a Life #poetry #photography #art

 

rose wilder

Important day in a life

daisies picked in the sun

but once you have chosen

this must be the one

One day that is special

one day that is grand

might be in a red dress

lacy glove on one hand

A day in a dozen

21 candles you’ll see

sandcastles at midnight

champagne in a tree

A day that is special

you’d better start now

save one in a bottle

on the stage take a bow

A day in a lifetime

I’ll blow you a kiss

two dozen red roses

to the girl that I’ll miss

“What day is it,?” asked Pooh.
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.” 

― A.A. Milne
piglet and winnie
The prompt for Today at Midweek Motif is “One Day in the Life of…” It also happens to be my daughter’s 21st Birthday. I loved the quote from A.A. Milne which then got my drawing pencils out after all there is only one day like today!!!  Happy Birthday to my daughter!!!

Lonely Pmpkin #nature #photography #haiku

pumpkins

longing for someone
I sit by the gate and draw
eyebrows on a melon

© Shiba Sonome

feeling alone
lost in the woods around Edo -
just the autumn wind

© Yozakura

*

 Lost in the crowd

leaning against a pumpkin

making faces

*

Fall sun rises

eyes gaze at nothing there

cold mornings and nights

like satin

The prompt for  Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem – Longing for Someone 

Beyond the Shadows #haiku #photography

Toady at  Carpe Diem –  Garry Gay shares his impressions of autumn and Halloween.

 

Here is an example of thinking out side of the box or misdirection.

My skeleton
going for a walk
in the cemetery

©Garry Gay

This poem has both a subject of death, yet a dash of humor. A misdirection if you will as my skeleton is still living yet visiting the graveyard. Enjoy the environment of the rich colors and creepy Halloween decorations of October and create your on haunting misdirection’s.

graves

following shadows

graveyard keeps its secrets

night for pranksters

 

A complicated prompt by Garrry Gay  today at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem – Outside the box/ Misdirection 

I Write in Blood #poetry #middleeast

penned in blood

While you pen in ink

I am writing this down in blood

dipping my quill in life spent

that’s still steamy

from the day’s killing

I am not a writer of fiction

these words are fact

I write what I see

a building full of people

the doors are chained from the outside

the henchmen smile

they love the sound of terror

gasoline and fire such a beautiful sight

one of the black garbed men taunts

flinging the red tongues

the flames lick higher and higher

extinguishing life, hope, dreams

the joke is on you

with each life you dispel

the darkness on the outside

claims what was good on the inside

the wraith will have no home

nothing to claim

 flames will consume  his soul

 

…And we just sit back while innocent people who live life quietly are being targeted losing their homes, herded like cattle  and killed.

 

 

Plop… #friendship #haiku

 

autumn ripples

walk river edges

 circles ripple and collide

full of skipping stones

 

This haiku the theme River Stones is dedicated to each of the fantastic people (friends) at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem.

This Haiku is full of symbols: River edges = life, ripple = friendship, skipping stones=haiku

Thanks to Kristjaan Panneman for creating an environment full of warm ripples and skipping stones.

Do it to the least #devotion #poetry

 

 

magnoliaYour arms gentle and smooth

encircle me frail and chill

I curl up into a ball

afraid of life’s  battering spill

“no matter” your words sooth

as you thoughtful pick me up

straightening  my shoulders

warming me from your own cup

Your kindness starts at your smile

rises up in your eyes

like the clearest blue dawn

radiance of clear summer skies

I am healed and reclaimed

never to be alone

and it is because of you

that I face a new horizon

so I purpose in my life

to carry forth is all  I ask

open these once empty arms

to the least  such a  small task

 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’”

~ Matthew 25:40

If we can but reach out with small tasks to the least of us-  what a vibrant warmth will be in our world  and on our horizon.