We are progressing
Moving to the next phase
Will it be that much better?
Will this new world help everyone?
Or will the powerful gain all?
Can we pull together to make it work?
The song right now seems to be in discord
Dissonant factions play selfish tunes
But there is cooperation
Folk pushing positive change
Helping hands reaching out
Voices in accord
Working as one
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How are you?
Sit for a bit
I’ll get you a sweet
Give you a nice goody
Mix it up in the cauldron
Wait while I get the recipe
Cipher out the ancient words of lore
Are you beginning to feel sleepy yet?
Don’t worry about this razor I have
Just need some special ingredients
It’s a potion made once a year
Full of intrigue and magic
Sit still while I harvest
Were you using these?
Careful of the witches brew, that human stew. Don’t ask what is on the menu, for you might find that it is you ;)
Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. These week the key Words were Spell and Treat, only we had to use synonyms and not the actual words. I did a double etheree.
Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay
Waiting for release
On an infinite sea
Drifting on random currents
Between far away island shores
Forever self-contained but unheard
And yet we are so close to almost touch
Written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge. Colleen has changed her challenge to include photos as well as keywords. This is a photo week (see photo at the top of the page). For this week’s challenge I decided to do an Etheree.
So much hope!
The day unfolds
Now we have our chance
The future lies ahead
With a smile we move forward
Knowing we have time to achieve
No worries since we are at the start
Fulfill our dreams in that infinite day
We have used up too much time already!
What, it can’t be past noon already….
We must hurry and finish up
Those grains of sand drain away
The clock devours the day
Where does the time go?
We just started!
No more time
Written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. This week the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Begining” and “Consume” This week I decided to do an ethree, well, actually a double ethree.
I look into a rose-tint fog and smile at the dancing shadows. A thin, transparent barrier divides me from this place. I imagine that I step through this wall of celluloid and find you still there, just as you were. I reach out, but grab only mist. You aren’t really here, are you? And neither am I, really. Is it real, or was it at one time? Perhaps that color I see has tainted all. The curtain comes down.
Can it be real?
Was it really me?
And was it really you?
In the movie, you loved me
Your eyes glistened in the close-up
The story unfolded on the screen
Your presence stole every scene you were in
That movie played out in a different world
I memorized the script and action
Or that is how it seemed
Was it a work of fiction
A script written by me
Played out in my mind?
Did you love me?
In ways this is part 2 of last week’s poem.
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. This week the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Film” (yes, the title) and “Remembered” This week I decided to do a haibun with a double etheree.
I hear you
Baring your soul
Exposed to the world
Telling deepest secrets
Does anybody hear you
Take time to cipher out the words
Unravel your innermost puzzle
Learn the intimate secrets of your mind?
I think there is more there than people see
I pull back the multilayered words
Unravel the deep mystery
I accepted the challenge
I took the time to look
Found the lost meaning
And I found you
In plain sight
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. This week the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Enigma” and “Poem” This week I decided to do an ethree, well, actually a double ethree.
Across frozen wasteland
Cruel eyes seeking my essence
Looks for my warmth on frigid plane
Follows my foot prints across the snow
I don’t dare turn to see how near he is
Not much further and I will find shelter
I approach a bunker full of friends
No fears can follow me in there
Helping hands reach out for me
A place out of harms way
A place of comfort
I have escaped
No more fear
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. The words this week are “Cold” and “Safe“. This week I chose an Etheree, well technically a Double Etheree.
Note – Fiyero (my boxer) resents my insinuation that he is a coldblooded killer ;) Yes, that is him up there chasing his “sister” Idina through the snow….
Paid with our fathers’ blood
Yet no cost to perform it
To express our inner believes
To put our philosophy on line
To choose the direction of our country
I don’t understand why it is so hard
So many ignore this basic right
Some try to stop others from it
People feel bound by their chains
Stopped by constraints of time
Break those nasty chains
Open the door
And join me
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. This week we were given free reign to chose our own words. Mine were “Free” (including “freedom”) and “Act” (including “take action”). This week I chose a Double Etheree.
You fill my mind
Pervade my thinking
Your essence follows me
At home and at my hangouts
A season full of bewitchment
Your magic worked with a single word
Leaving me flabbergasted and adrift
Some say I am under your enchantment
That I am entrapped in to your quicksand
My soul is conjured to your whim
You affect my every thought
You ensnare my very mind
I feel it is more
The meaning clear
So I went a different direction than you thought ;)
Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge. Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves. The words this week are “Haunt” and “Spell“. This week I decided to do a Double Etheree. I tried to use these words multiple times, with different meanings.
Swift’s Hollow (Gore Orphanage)
It is a cold October night and I am walking through the woods at the bottom of this valley, Swift’s Hollow. There is a strange noise, just beyond perception. A muted sound, as if heard from a million miles away. Is that the snap and crackle of a fire burning? Do I smell smoke? Are there screams of pain mixed in? The children locked into this cruel prison for no other reason than their parents have died are trying to get out. And now they are trapped, trying urgently to get out, to escape their grisly fate. Do you hear them?
Behind locked door
The valley glows red
An orphanage on fire
Apparition of the past
Visit the empty foundation
Souls lost in a conflagration
They speak to us as midnight approaches
Why visit this bloody spot of gore?
Why listen to the loud screams of pain?
Can you stand to hear babies cry?
A local right of passage
Communing with the dead
The poor children burnt
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