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Little Girls #children #atozchallenge

 

chased by waves

blowing up a balloon

hide- n -seek with daddy

chasing the moon

lung for the ball

reach for the sky

wonder on her face

gleam in her eye

little girl in red

We may never figure out exactly what a child is thinking but isn’t it fun watching them?

It’s one week today with A to Z and Napowrimo and I am meeting (as always) some talented and kind bloggers/ poets. Enjoy a month of great writing.

Some must visit blogs:

Arti

Haneen

Hilary

J.Q Rose

Keith

Namratha

 

 

 

a to z challenge · Photography · Poetry

Worthy #atozchallenge #writers

girl at coffee

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!

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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)  – Rangewriter

Charlie writes poetry that hits the marrow – Read Between the Minds

Mabel writes keenly about the mix of her Australian and Asian culture Mabel Kwong

Magyar lives somewhere between the sea and the world of haiku Magyar Haiku

Honore writes, shoots amazing photography and shares his travels – This Corner of the Woods

Ranu her pen is embraced in beauty –Sabethville

And some A to Z folks to enjoy today:

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What I learned from a Child #poetry #photography #iamwriting

Speak to me

with your wisdom eyes

I heard a child

as she stirred the waters deep

colors sparked alive

he awoke from his sleep

*

Talk to me

you laugh so much

I heard the water

as he rippled in delight

their fingers touched

as they danced in the blue-green light

*

“Listen” I said

as we heard the two

speaking fanciful words

the youth and the sage

they listened and grew

🙂

they learned as they played

Poet’s United Verse First each week chooses excellent prompts to stir the words and thoughts of the poet. This week’s prompt: “HE SAID. SHE SAID”

Poet and short story writer Grace Paley said, “It is the responsibility of writers to listen to gossip and pass it on. It is the way all storytellers learn about life.”

Natalie Goldberg expounded on this idea by saying, “We should learn to talk, not with judgment, greed or envy, but with compassion, wonder and amazement.”

Photograph: “Water Child” © L. Moon 2013
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Americana: The Old School Bell

Laughter peals of joy

balls bouncing on the playground

the bell rings feet running

time to come in

looking out the window

dreams of

what tomorrow will bring?

child wonders

hoping for  lifetime of new things

echos

of a world gone by

children’s children

listen to the school bell ring

Calling children today

sounding

same tone for tomorrow

take your place

amoung the ranks of students

who answered the call of the bell

Americana Series: “The School Bell” moondustwriter

Poetry

Opted Out

I opted out

of life today

what is it anyway?

what the hay

*

so much out there

so unreal

what’s the deal?

so surreal

**

But I’d rather

take this day

with a child  play

with an elderly stay

***

Come let’s

break the mold

read stories untold

watch life unfold

****

Give all you can

to others

be the best

you can!!!

Photo: By Lentastudios

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Love · Poetry

Come play

Do you ever hear the sea beckoning you to play to let yourself go?  The sea is powerful and gentle, strong yet subtle. I am convinced you can never get enough of the sea.

The waves are calling

give up your day

come

come now and play

***

The wind

whips  my hair

plasters  clothes

that I wear

***

I am free to be me

I can scream

laugh

and  dream

***

Lift me up

as you dance

time for us

for romance

***

By the sea

in the dunes

hide me

shadow of the moon

***

Set me free

from all cares

hold me close

do you dare?

Photo: “As free as the wind” by Jody McNary

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Poetry

The Glass

Many of you should be able to relate to this poem as you go by the window at the pet store.

Some of us have soft hearts and would love to adopt every animal in the glass.

The Glass

Its between

you and me

please set me free

I like

your face

want to be in your place

I don’t

want to be on display

rather come out to play

Please

take me home

where I can roam