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Silenced #hiroshima #poetry #poem
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? Captive in the frame Awakened from deafening noises pushing away this long night mare unsuccesful I rub my dark eyes trying to look through a dusty cloud I shake cob webs that I wear Looking in a mirror I lay back on the floor fear grabs me…
Captive of Time #haiku #poem
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
“We measure time according to the movement of countless suns; and they measure time by little machines in their little pockets. Now tell me, how could we ever meet at the same place at the same time?” ~ Gibran ? ****** Reaching behind simplicity opens its hand time…
Song in My Hand #haiku #photography #poem #Gibran
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? In a style that can only be Gibran: Once I filled my hand with mist. Then I opened it, and look, the mist was a worm. And I closed and opened my hand again, and behold there was a bird. And again I closed and opened my…
Too Much to Let Go of …. #grief #poetry #photography
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
runs through my fingertips furrows formed by tears so much run-off in my heart though preparing these many years * how can one prepare for a loved one’s life to pass? one my knees I’ve daily prayed memories to hold me fast * to the pier of grief…
Sticks and Stones #poetry #photography
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
if I could give up one thing you see it wouldn’t hang from a big apple tree * if I had to stand with a big lettered sign it would not be written in cursive or in rhyme * if there were a big group standing in a…
Como se dice? #dpchallenge #poetry #children
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? How do you say… “shoe”? Zapato naturally we both point at our feet under the table the four-year old and me * How do you say… “smile”? Sonrisa the white teeth in upturned lips fill the boy’s small face a giggle slips * ¿Como se dice… “hug”?…
Pointed Ends
Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:
“9-1-1? I am calling about three, maybe four people who have been abducted. I can tell you where they are.” “Let me get your name, number you are calling from and location.” “Oh okay.” I tried to take large gulps of air to still the panic. “It’s my daughter. They…he…
Too Late #poetry #Worldsnakeday
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? Too late you ssssee me I’ve been watching you waiting primed this is my ssssssingular purpose catch those unaware trip them up immobilizze hissss sss V Yessss I’ve been enjoying it since the beginning of time in a garden with a pretty women There has to be…
Caught in the Storm #haiku #photography #poem
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
end of the day’s walk thunder warns of storm’s promise no short-cut *** The prompt for Chevrefeuillle’s Carpe Diem is Short- Cut inspired by this haiku by Buson: chikamichi ya mizu fumi wataru satsukiame on the shortcut path, stepping through water to cross the meadow in the summer…
Day’s End #photography #poetry
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? Rain drops collide with mid afternoon heat thunder’s timpani roll in loud rumbles the conductor excitedly increases the tempo light flashes as the cymbals strike leaves clap their hands trees bow in deference the moon’s light brightens the sky nature hushes waiting for a silvery banquet fire…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 