Weight of Feelings #atozchallenge #poetry #photography

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I felt the weight of Atlas

precariously balanced on my shoulders

a lifetime fit into

that cupful of moments

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So many things remembered

others eternally forgotten

the grimace of anguish

permanently

scored

on my heart

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A wax casting

would never hold fast the sorrow

Sadly, if it cracked

so would the dam

that held  the reservoir of emotions at bay

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I would drown instantly from the deluge

“Better to suffer years

of waxen apathy”

the seer whispers “then to…

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At that moment

the power of the deluge

breaks

through

my pain

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Words: A necessary part of every poet’s verse. It’s not the number of them that counts but the meaning ascribed to each and every one.

~Me

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“Poetry is the spontaneous outflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origins from emotion recollected in tranquility. “

William Wordsworth, Lyrical Ballads, 1802

A2Z-BADGE-000 [2014]

Hidden Tears #haiku #photography

Is she not beautiful...
Is she not beautiful…

Hidden is the trace

eves tears dangle in the breeze

heat wipes them away

Carpe Diem presents a special haiku challenge in memory of Kikaku

whose haiku follows:

such a beautiful face
the pheasant scratches it
with jagged spurs
Photography “Hibiscus Beauty” © L. Moon

 

A Garden of Love #mother’sday #mothers #haiku #flowers

hibiscus beauty

A woman’s love

open gift for her children

nothing in return

*

nothing in return

sacrifice by the plenty

fragrant flower

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fragrant flower

reminds me of her garden

where love always blooms

octrose

In tribute to women the world over who have made this globe a better place to live because of their gift of love and example to their children.

Thanks to Kristjaan at Carpe Diem who has encouraged us to offer our haiku – simple words to those who have done so much.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

Photography: “Hibicus Beauty” copyright L. Moon 2012

“Yellow Rose Pink Kissed” L. Moon 2011

A Lover’s Face #poetry #photography #nature

Is she not beautiful…

Her beauty blooms over me

a sighing red lipstick kiss

I am caught

gazing upon your blushing smile

the heat rises as I ponder

“Can such beauty be held in a mortal’s fingertips?

will my touch cause her to brown and wither?”

I dare not risk the sacrifice

I entreat “Never turn your face”

I remain content

Imagining the silk like fluttering

graze against a waiting lover’s lips

 

Inspired by the beauty of this lovely hibiscus I had to write a poem in her honor.

Photograph:”Hibiscus Beauty” copyright 2012 L. Moon