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!
Stars weep for the fallen rainbow,
lost beyond the twinkles of the night sky…
Travelling light years through the infinite cosmos,
Stars weep.
Catching the sun before it sets,
With bold strokes of red,
I saw earth, paint the sky.
And as we lose count of the stars,
we begin again,
to calm the chaos,
of the storming mind.
And the eyes seek,
the hopeful skies,
to console,
the breaking heart.
The mind tries
to find words
that don’t stop
on a page
but bleed
into the universe
without limitations.
.
Creeping around the edge
of your logical thoughts
lurked your intuition
that did not bother with rules
poetry copyright neha 2022
Several twirls later,
Her winter mind rested,
Under the sunny skies,
Of spring.
Hello Everyone~
It’s been a while since I have done one of these but thought it was a good time to do a poetic collaboration on things that make us happy. Could be a piece of toast, a beautiful day or a kind gesture…I think we need to see more of these during these times…
If you are new to my blog you can see an example of a previous collaboration via this link. Everyone is welcome to participate and I will add your contribution in the order they are posted. You can post your piece in the comment, please ensure to post the actual text not just a link in order to be considered. You can post multiple times. Hateful language will not be tolerated and will be promptly removed if posted. The collaboration will be open until 10 pm MST April 30, 2022. As usual, I will start it off, and I hope many of you will join me in making this yet another beautiful collaborative effort!
And the daydreamer,
followed her dreams,
in the open roads,
of spring.
poetry copyright neha 2022
Blossoms bend their heads
in the breeze moving
through this meadow.
Hummingbirds twitter.
Sun is warm.
poetry copyright Danial Tijuana 2022
Knitting Makes Me Happy
When I have nothing else to do I sit
I knit for babies I knit for kids
I love to mix the colours bright
I love to knit pullovers tight
I find the mind involved and away
for me its a reading calculating book
Its good to have this as a hobby
poetry copyright Anjum Wasim Dar 2022
Stretched out on the lawn
bathed in warm sun
we idle with you, our travelling son
spend time on important things
laughter, love and
space to simply be
poetry copyright Kim Whysall-Hammond 2022
She adjusted my jacket collar ,
smiled a that looks better smile ,
with that simple gesture I felt happy ,
I felt loved .
poetry copyright Andy Proctor 2022
Under the moonlit sky
I saw you for the first time
I was awed for you were glowing
Like the millions of stars in the sky
But you didn’t see me then, maybe because you were crying
And I found it impossible not to approach and ask you “why”?
You turned towards me, your lips playing a sad smile
You said you wanted to fly
You said you wanted to let out a happy cry
You said you wanted to dream
However hard it may seem
But you couldn’t
You were fading away with the melancholic night
You asked me to stay, to help you dream
You extended your hand for me to take and with you, fly
But I turned away
Because my love,
I too, was fading away
Under that moonlit sky.
poetry copyright Pritha Roy 2022
The scent of a smile
Rejoicing the air
Pure moment of bliss
Thank you for the bottom
Of heart melt with
Honey precious light
poetry copyright 2022 @mariekleber37
Happiness Comes
Happiness comes in waves
like the rhythm of the sea;
Boundless energy bringing
Pure love and joy
to your every breath.
By Denise Fletcher
You flew,
without sound
with the wisp of the cloud,
in the crisp morning air,
against the blue skies,
forgetting all the whys
of yesterday.
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