Shy and Sweet #haiku #alzheimers

 

 shy once more

sweet are the years’  memories

what’s his name?

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one red one black

yesterday’s thoughts blow by

whose shoes are those?

Sharing this set with Ronovan Writes the theme this week being Shy and Sweet.

Alzheimers is a tough disease that robs the present. Walk on yesterday’s path with these folks and try to find the daisies still left to enjoy.

photography © moondust designs

 

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Playing the Harp #poetry

 

harp music

meld rosewood and sinew to one

harp knowing each caress

 stroke fire into song

 fingers, loving press

practice lasting long

 night melody persists

 moonlit arias never gone

 pause for noted rest 

crescendo dance with dawn

musician and instrument one

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Tension in the strings

notes crash against the shore

concentric circles

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Today’s prompt at Poet’s United is Marriage. How many know of  the beauty  (and tension) of marriage?

“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.”
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

 


 

 

They Say Laughter Heals #poetry #photography

faces

It’s written somewhere: “all the world’s a stage”

for most of the ship’s bells

I feigned my parts well

putting on the costume required

the chameleon of your choice

“at your service sirs and ma’am”

smiles on a tray, kudos close at hand

to stroke the narcissus bloom

“mental instability” because I didn’t rub your lantern

all my gifts stirred in a vat

smiles, frowns they are just that

but refreshment comes in from the east

laugh lines are complete

no need to pretend

silliness I still can’t comprehend

laughter fills my play

rose blooms  on winter days

your warm chuckle melting rays

there’s light as the dawns rise

giggles escape like fireflies

and the sun and I over the miles

always seem to smile

color of dawn

The challenge at Poet’s United Midweek motif is “The Role of Laughter?”

“In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.”

~Khalil Gibran~

Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/k/khalilgibr162061.html#x8kR0zTj90XHuGjs.99

A Memory “M” #atozchallenge #poetry

M

 

Loose letters

compose a written memory…

“Look back

to a fragrant past 

but sadly one that didn’t last

not a promising future

there will never be

removing that circular band

you set me free.”

 tear streamed  I walk

facing heartache of the day

why so long did I stay?

circling about the regrets

I write on a page

ripping the fluttering story

 journal of myself now dead

handing it back to him

the answer circled in red

he had held on

hoping to gain

once again control

“Look back scoundrel

to a shattered past 

but sadly one that didn’t last

you broke it once

so hold it near

pieces of golden band

is all that’s dear”

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 Metaphor: A comparison that is made directly or indirectly, but in any case without pointing out the similarity by using words such as: like, as, or than,

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What do you think the metaphor in this poem is???

 

“One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”

A.A. Milne

A2Z-BADGE-000 [2014]

Wow we are half way through the A to Z challenge. How are you holding up???