Heart Art #art #haiku #photography

Drawing hearts

no distance in the sand

petal perfect

 

I love the textures that petals and sand make. It’s spring so enjoy the sun everyone.

I’m jumping in for an Art Date with Thursday Art Day with Rain the prompt is Signs of Spring.

I had to put the cherry blossoms up for without them there is not spring. Smiles for your spring…

 

 

Sands Of Time #life #hospice #poetry

I draw an endless line

I’ve forgotten where’s the start

fingers know the texture

lines drawn upon my heart

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countless beyond measure

the sands beneath my feet

a child’s toes remember

sea memories so deep

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I’ve drawn an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

at times I’ve lost all hope

those lines have etched my heart

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a hand full of grains

unbidden do they fall

a place to return to

changeless after all

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I’ve drawn an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

dreams to the four winds

poetry is my heart

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today I sketch a new life

the dawn is just ahead

new hope in the making

the sand my faithful friend

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I draw an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

fingers know the texture

lines drawn upon my heart

A dear patient passed two years ago today. Hospice is a hard world. Each caregiver/nurse gives a piece of heart. Thankfully like the sand there are many pieces. Thank you for reading…

Images Sand Meet Wave copyright  2015 & Alone at Dawn copyright 2019

 

 

Granules of Truth #poetry #photography

marriage

pen scratches agaisnt grit

drop of blood caresses

sand paper roughness

of your words

turning like a corkscrew

 my mind in confusion

used to talk straight lines

 your eyes would sparkle

my hands are empty

the missing link on your wrist

blood coagulates

my pen seeks softer media

 

 

 

Nostalgia #poetry #beaches #photography

beach shadow

memories of feet caressing sand

beaches and piers, a quest

chasing shore birds

digging for treasure

building castles in shared dreams

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sand collapses

sun shines too bright in my eyes

you walk with another

The word “nostalgia” comes from two Greek roots, nostos meaning ‘return home’ and algia ‘longing’. However neither poetry nor politics birthed the term, rather it came from ‘medicine’. In the seventeenth century nostalgia was considered as a curable disease, like a common cold.

Nostalgia is a longing for a Place as well as for a Time.

Sharing with Poets United – the theme this week Nostalgia.

 

 

Walk in the Sand #haiku

For this week’s  Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu “back in time” episode we are prompted to write a new haiku or tanka  with the beginning lines:

“with bare feet”

And here is the haiku, inspired on a quote by Khalil Gibran, from Kristjaan:

with bare feet
dancing on Mother Earth’s grounds
wind plays with my hair

© Chèvrefeuille

sandy path 4

with bare feet

distant squeals of ocean play

mesmerised by sand

~ MDW

Sand’s Prisoner #art #atozchallenge

sand sculpture

shoeless I emerge from the deep

sand clings to every crease

a giant among men

my story they don’t believe

Gulliver I am not

but I understand his plight

casting me in bronze

will eliminate all flight

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The Awakening is a fantastic sculpture by artist Seward Johnson at the National Harbor in Maryland.

Have you ever been buried under the sand?

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