Found Poetry all these transformations metaphorical and paradoxical insist on being read something crucial shifts an empty space waiting to be inhabited by the self. Meditative labyrinths lead to the same centre until you feel the urge to enter stepping into ‘liminal space’ In the labyrinth you don’t lose yourself. you find yourself. … Continue reading Labyrinths
Liberating
It seems silly to rolling on grass taste winds inhale skies get lost in the universe out of traps I dwelt in it feels good it’s liberating to stand close to touch another no rules ro intervene Nirvana This is it This is it…. https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/05/05/photo-challenge-314/ https://dversepoets.com/2020/05/04/lighten-up-a-bit/
Fear of Death
I continue the poem after the first three lines Sometimes as an antidoteTo fear of death,I eat the stars. stars tell different stories not all nice but it keeps me awake all night to think to reminisce to dream Idly, I wonder if the other world is a better place and the stars testify … Continue reading Fear of Death
Moon slice
Where do you come from? trickling unseen…. silvery brightness darkness with a sheen a slice of moon cascading down to earth disappearing again - to reunite with the whole I named you Hope assigned a role, but …. now I look for stars in someone’s eyes more real than you are … Continue reading Moon slice
I cannot
Here is a tanka prose in response to https://colleenchesebro.com/2020/04/21/colleens-2020-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-174-photoprompt/ alabaster skin as smooth as I remember slips from my fingers she walks away – don’t know where but gone, never to return….. Mom said the beauty of character lay in steadfastness. Dad was progressive, believed in going with the wind, being flexible and jumping on … Continue reading I cannot
Devotion
Reena Saxena on that fateful day you came never to go away you live now in memory temples thru’ all highs n lows Angel Soul! Broken leg and ribs but always so whole… love measured in oceans lighted within us lamps of devotion https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/21/poetics-companions/
Stardust
legends are made of stardust which slipped my fingers into ether high, high … up there till it did not belong to me it drills a hole to remind what I could have been it generates resentment, envy I wrap it up in admiration, applause - without putting hands together so that the … Continue reading Stardust
Yet…
wistfully I stare at her pretty form disappearing in the mist all that was missed all that could have been all that I had to leave to stay rooted where I am yet I tremble with fear at the thought that she might turn back and take away the future that yet … Continue reading Yet…
Nowhere near
we pride ourselves on intellect, gross domestic product, nuclear power, global recognition yet we fear being overtaken -build our defences in trade barriers, arms and ammunition flushing out toxicity and causes thereof is the biggest challenge we face - but are nowhere near a solution https://dversepoets.com/2020/04/20/quadrille-102/
A book is born
Sarah gives us a Roundabout in her Lucky Dip Challenge this week. The Roundabout is a four stanza poem, with each stanza consisting of 5 lines. The poem is written in iambic and the lines have 4 feet, 3 feet, 2 feet, 2 feet and 3 feet respectively. The rhyme scheme is abccb/bcddc/cdaad/dabba. Roundabouts can be … Continue reading A book is born
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