“N” is for new #atozchallenge #children

children played

mothers watched

siblings pumped water

all was well with the world

it’s a new setting

no more fists flying

soccer balls in the air

new relationships

on the horizon

 

This land is filled with anger and frustration. What a great day when children of all ages play instead of fight. My eyes watered when a big boy reached his hand to help a younger boy who had tripped kicking the ball.

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I Dream in Color #poetry #photography

 

You have to admit

it never grows old

daily beauty I see

tho admittedly cold

tiny hands that are joined

each and every tide

drawing lines in the sand

lovely never subsides

and the children what glee

spontaneous in their fun

every time its a romp

catching ankles in the sun

every day is the best

and I promise that I dream

for a window to a new day

sun dawns on color streams

conch in hand

Have a listen

revelations of the sea

paint a picture

The Prompt today At Poets United Midweek Motif is Color. There are so many ways to go when writing about color – each a palette of beauty. And yes I am waxing a bit Dr. Seuss (wink)