Life lessons that make you appreciate life and all the little gifts…check out my friend Kim’s beautiful blog đ
The whole of the day was spectacular.  Sun sparkled high in the blue of everywhere while a warm breeze lofted through the air, even blowing through my hair. A splendid sort of day, one where convertibles peeked out of garages for the very first time.  And yet, only a few short moons before a picture postcard of another sort grabbed me by the hand, luring me out to play.
I remember fingers of ten pushing down keys, naturally lifting them up while I sat behind a keyboard of basic black. Earlier, I woke with a horrible migraine headache, my own Chronic Condition. I visit a neurologist regularly, keep a âheadache diaryâ and know that prescription medication must be swallowed at the earliest onset in order to keep the pain at bay. Hoping it will go away.
Hours before, rain had drizzled from the sky of night, dazzling the pavers ofâŠ
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My friend Mikial is an amazing artist and a poet…Do check out his beautiful work! đ
Copyright Nov 2014
All rights reserved.
No Copying allowed.
Brilliant red of a softness so true
Delicate delight of unbound clouds of heaven
Soothing sounds of angelic beings with not a care
Seeing beyond the veil into a face called love.
By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright Feb 2015
All rights reserved.
Kim writes poetry that touches the soul and makes the heart smile đ Do check out her wonderful blog!
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i am sending you
warm hugs
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beams of light
so,
you may navigate
through
the darkness of your dreamsâŠ
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Katarina writes some beautiful poetry, do check out her blog đ
Another wonderful poet I follow, who is a great weaver of words that will move you! Do check out Richard’s wonderful blog!
My friend Laurie’s gentle notes heals the soul đ Do check out her beautiful words! â€
I am a big fan of Laura’s poetry…her language will touch your heart đ Do check out her blog!
COAXING
the dancer, bereft of vision
manipulates the earth
with the movements of her feet
coaxes breezes from sullen
skies, entices enormous clouds
with pouting lips to kiss
the needles of the evergreens
the best kiss is the most
sincere, it must be offered
without haste, it must choose
to take a shape, a frozen
filigree, unique, a snowflake
held a moment on a branch,
then melting
âLaura M Kaminski, 2014
and still more gratitude⊠Marc Neys made a poem-film from âFacing the Wallâ which is archived here at The Poetry StorehouseâŠyou can watch the film (Invisible) here, andâŠ
Jutta Pryor took the second part of my poem âFrequenciesâ (which you can read below), and created a poem-film using music from Masonik Arts â you can watch Juttaâs film âGhostâ here. (This collaborative beauty originated in POOL.)
FREQUENCIES
response to Frequencies (Synthetic Variations)(https://vimeo.com/63599914), aâŠ
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Check our my friend Kanzen’s beautiful words in her wonderful blog! đ
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March Sun
March is the bridge
Between winter and spring.
On one side snows and cold winds blow,
Winds tear branches from trees
And steals kites, seizing them
Never to be seen again.
March skies may be blue
But the Sun residing there
Is a miser with its warmth.
Grass is crushed
From the weight of long lived snow
And sparrowsâ songs are hushed.
On that side of the bridge
March is a ravening lion
Devouring hope with grinning mouth.
The other side whispers tales
Of breezes playing games with
Kites and sparrows in the
Bright blue skies,
Running races with drifting clouds
And rippling grass that no longer sleeps.
Truthful Sun tells no lies
And flings her gold coin warmth to all
Who hold out their hands.
On this side of the Bridge
March gambols like a lamb
Teasing us to follow â
Catch me if you can!
RobinsâŠ
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Cindy’s photos will leave you spellbound…with her vibrant colours and perfect shots I am a definitely in awe of her talent! Do check her out đ
Spring wildflowers,
carpet the desert,
with fragile blooms.
Some live only for a day.
No matter how brief,
they fill the arid desert,
with the joyful beauty,
of Life!
Cheers to you from the fragile desert~
Phen’s poetry is thought provoking and full of emotions that will move you. Do check out his wonderful blog!
water fell from cut down hearts,
chopped down delerium of naked starts,
hewed hopes and empty hallucinations
where we demolish torn down stations,
and all the dead sycamores, lined in a row,
were promised deep roots to bestow
their wildest introvert lullibies
upon stormclouds of reticent skies,
and from the canopy, each hacked down level,
razed between cacophany and devil,
were there reasons to fall apart
in summer downpours and atriums of the heart?
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Poem © Phen Weston 2015
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