rose bud bloom
decided on its own colour
catching random raindrops
she danced each spring
a calla lily
ivory water cup
opens like a scroll
makes my heart sing
dry dusty petals
a ballerina once
no longer remembering
a swan song
the seasons changed her dance
robbed of her wings
the lack of a smile in her eyes told me
she too young to hide that radiant glow
too much tarnish to buff away
butterflies and girls should fly free
you are worthy this you should know
go with nature dance, sing, Play!
Too often young people are made to feel they aren’t good enough.
What a shame when someone with so much potential is robbed before even given the chance to try.
What do you do to stay young?
Highlighting some writers who make a difference in my blogging world:
Linda has a heart for the nature around her (and she’s a great storyteller) –
Charlie writes poetry that hits the marrow –
Read Between the Minds
Mabel writes keenly about the mix of her Australian and Asian culture
Magyar lives somewhere between the sea and the world of haiku
Honore writes, shoots amazing photography and shares his travels –
This Corner of the Woods
Ranu her pen is embraced in beauty –
And some A to Z folks to enjoy today:
ballerina water dance
frozen in motion
hydrangea surrounds the stage
This poem for P
oetry Pantry at Poet’s United was written in the heart of winter. The ballerina in these haiku awaits the opening of spring’s curtain.
I am so grateful to Poet’s United for the
interview about the poetry book for the orphans of Ebola in Liberia and to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. If you are unfamiliar with these two poetry communities, please check them out.
Submissions are open until June 1st.
The poems being submitted are a beautiful chorus that fit so well together.
wind teases paddles
dizzy is the windmill dance
child’s dress billows
a windmill joust
giggle in the breeze
There is something fanciful about the windmill as it plays with the wind. The prompt at Carpe Diem is
I Wanted to share that
submissions are now open for the project for the children orphaned by Ebola. All poets and haiku poets welcome to share their voice!
Finger traces words
pages escape in the wind
poetry never dies
I clasp the memories
near to my heart
those warm days
and you and I
chasing shore birds
we dance in the sea-foam
our laughter joins with the sea’s chorus
“come frolic with us in waves of eternity
just beyond the sun”
A tear muddies the poem
the one you wrote
of your love
tied in a bundle
with so many others
caress the ribbon
that has untied your sentiments
too many times to count
brown and brittle are the pages now
a piece breaks off
and is caught by the breeze
I scorn its warm glow
it too wants a bit of you
finally I crumple your treasures
to brown papery dust
setting you free for the last and final time
a silent petition I raise:
“let me join you
to frolic in the waves of eternity
just beyond the sun”
This poem is inspired by
a woman who knew the glow and loss of love.
Today at Poet’s United Midweek Motif the theme is “A Woman’s World.” One thing women have long known is the value of love and the weight of loss and yet we endure.
bay water’s sun dance
food is scarce
Today’s Daily Post photo challenge is the
Rule of Thirds.
Shooting in thirds adds a symbolic quality to the composition. I hope your imagination can soak in the relationship in each of these shots.
no one goes down it
And here I meet him – Dusk
on the last flames
burning off cities in the distance
he offers his hand
“will you dance?”
“yes, but I must rise soon.”
for a few stolen moments
we dance as the day fades to away
last of day’s splendor
blue sky merges with sea
Kristjaan at Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem prompts us to write about
Dusk. I used my poetic license to create a haibun for such an occasion.