Thoughts wrapped around clouds,
found solace,
in the evening skies.
Evening Skies
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Dear Poet
Dear Poet,
I see you behind the blue ink
of your spilled heart
fallen,
amidst words
that you meant to say,
but never did.
Dear Poet,
I see you…
Bohemian Dreamers
Cast away the dreams,
at the wild stormy skies,
be gentle at the crossing…
of the sun and clouds,
for there lies,
the bohemian dreamers
chasing the crooked paths
of the rainbow.
Poetic Collaboration – Happy
And here is the final version of this collaboration. Apologies for the long delay, life happened…I appreciate everyone who participated to make it such a beautiful piece. Please read the full collaboration here: https://forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com/2022/03/25/calling-all-creative-minds-poets-and-artists-on-a-poetic-collaboration-happy/
Comments are closed in the original piece but feel free to leave your thoughts here or visit the various artists who collaborated in their individual blogs!
Much love to all, stay happy!
Neha
Earth’s Sonnet
In the quiet hum of the rising sun
where hearts sigh,
My beautiful earth gently spun,
writing a sonnet in the sky.
Spinning like nobody was watching,
My earth danced away…
Unaware of the lives it was touching,
in every part of the day.
Splattering the colours of its soul.
my earth sung with the trees
and that song made me whole,
As I felt the morning breeze.
My earth, my earth, my earth, where would I go without you?
Your poetry feeds my soul, you cast away all my blues.
Happy Earth Day!
Napowrimo #Day 6 – Weep
Stars weep for the fallen rainbow,
lost beyond the twinkles of the night sky…
Travelling light years through the infinite cosmos,
Stars weep.
Napowrimo #Day 5 – Paint
Catching the sun before it sets,
With bold strokes of red,
I saw earth, paint the sky.
Napowrimo #Day 3 Counting Stars
And as we lose count of the stars,
we begin again,
to calm the chaos,
of the storming mind.
Naporwrimo Day#2 Seek
And the eyes seek,
the hopeful skies,
to console,
the breaking heart.
Napowrimo #Day 1 – Try
The mind tries
to find words
that don’t stop
on a page
but bleed
into the universe
without limitations.
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