Mesmerized
by the shades of the skies
you stood, barefoot,
watching sunrise,
humbled,
to be
human.
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Mesmerized
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Bleeding in the wind
You find the Shades of soul
Hidden in the folds
of the horizon
where sky breaks
at dawn
bleeding in the wind
red
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Forever Red
On wisps of serene tides
forever red
your heart lay, in bliss.
Poetry and image copyright neha 2017
Autumn
Your lungs inhaled
fresh, crisp autumn breeze,
as you sat on the park bench
falling under the enchantment,
of nature
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While you slept
Slow to rise
you missed the sun
kissing the skies
as it blushed red
while you slept
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Kiss
The soft press kiss of the sun on sky
left it blushing red
as the sun set, bidding goodbye
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Kite flying
Untangling its twisted knots,
Make it come alive,
That kite in the sky,
Saving its fall from destiny
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Calling all creative minds/poets in a collaboration of “Love”
Hi Everyone,
As Valentine’s day is almost upon us, I thought I would start a collaboration on “love”. Not the commercial kind we see in stores but the real emotion we feel in our hearts. I have felt a lot of love in this community and I feel blessed to have made so many friends. I hope you will all join in on this collaboration and help to make it a beautiful one like you always do! 🙂 It will be open till the end of February, so plenty of time for all of you to contribute. Please place contributions in the comment section and I will add in the order they come. As usual the contributors blog will be listed at the end of the piece in the same colour as their contribution. Also for my photographer friends and bloggers you can send me a link to a photo you would like to add and I can save that and upload it, and put you as the contributor at bottom ofcourse! Thank you all and here’s to love 🙂
I have started it off, and hope to add many more of lovely additions from my fellow bloggers 🙂
In quiet nights of gentle dreams
In dark storms of pouring rain
In bright days where sunshine beams
In deepest joy and solemn pain
my love floats free
unchanged…
and whole
like the brightest light
in the darkest cave
freeing
the universe of my soul
forever.
White
Pure white light enters
surging through head
and heart, and every cell.
The body suffused
with a crystal glow
sparkling, shimmering
as love expands
knowing no end
encompassing the sun
and stars, the universe.
Distant now from it’s beginnings
light, pure, and clear, free
from the heaviness of earth.
Spiritualised, pure and radiant
displaying the glory
of it’s true origin.
Love becomes all
the reason and purpose
The spirit sees that love
is creation, energy
the foundation of life
and all matter
Love is eternal, indestructible
Love has no opposite
Love is all.
Fertile Hearts
Within fertile hearts
the seed of bliss is planted
to flourish in love
Our love is deeper than the Mariana Trench
more rare than a conch pearl,
a fine cognac glistening in baroque,
Sirius lighting the night
tomorrow we will be the finest opus,
birdsong from the crest of a tree.
roses are red
violets are blue
I’m out of my head
in love with you
Valentine’s is a day for love
more beautiful than a peace dove
celebrating the gift of you
along with this majestic view
image credit goes to Brad
We wait for flames to touch us, crave the warmth
we have been told is Love, the lightning in a summer
storm, the harmonies of a symphony, a garden
in full blossom. We expect Love to arrive in glory,
beauty, flying banners, drums and trumpets.
But this, this solitary evening is my empty cup —
when Silence fills it up, have I not again received
more than I have given? Even the air we breathe
is Love.
Valentine Snow – Tanka
Beautiful snow
you said and kissed the flakes from
my face and lips- but not as
beautiful as you.
You Remind Me
Maybe it’s because of your reminders,
I came close to who I wanted to be.
Could it be that with you that’s who I am,
and loving you brings out the best in me?
Perhaps it was just as you imagined,
and I was then so eager to believe,
being in love with you made me someone,
that there was nothing I could not achieve.
Now I care not for meaning or purpose.
Each day is an endless soliloquy.
I remind myself of my good fortune,
and accept that this too was meant to be.
But I know that fate is for the foolish,
dwelling in the past pointless exercise.
Each day I struggle against the vortex,
drowning in tears from memory of your eyes.
As You Are
I never got to see you,
the way that I wanted to,
to see your face,
every day,
all of the time,
in every way,
in every place.
And I never got to see you,
the way that I needed to,
to see your smile,
every sparkle
all of you mine
on every journey
on every mile.
But I did get to see you,
see you from afar,
the way that you wanted to,
wanted to be seen,
every where I go,
every breath that I breathe,
just as you are.
That’s the way that I love you,
love you though we’re apart,
the way that you deserve,
deserve to be loved,
with every beat,
with every pause
with all of my heart.
Wave of Love
With every heart beat
we expand beyond our selves
beyond physical
to wash the shores of spirit
with an endless wave of love
Love Liberates
Insecurities immobilize
dreams damaged by doubt
fear-frozen hope at a standstill.
Love liberates
dreams revitalized, rediscovered
fearless-flourishing hope in hyperdrive.
Loving Souls
Loving Empathy
trust and vulnerability
grow intimacy
Love feeds the heart when nurtured
Lavishes the soul when shared
My heart beating faster,
my hands moisten with nerves.
There you stood so lovely,
and I, so lost for words.
Time evaporated,
just you and I remain.
Before I ask how long,
forever, you maintain.
Your palm against my face,
head tilted, wistful smile.
I ask, “Where have you been?”
You touch my heart and say …
here …
all the while.
Begins the Thread
Begins the thread, rich tapestry’s breadth,
embroidering love we are warp and weft.
Striving for closeness with spaces between.
A purpose, meaning, being heard and seen,
unique affinities that transcend death.
Our souls bound more tightly with every breath.
Luminous spirits seek to coalesce,
with a fineness only hearts can glean
begins the thread.
Wishing to savor every moment we are left.
For without the other we are made bereft.
Not wanting to awaken from the dream.
Love, the pinnacle of our lives, it seems.
When we reach an end though naught appears left,
begins the thread.
Four Vases
Four vases
Rest in the drain board –
Black,
Yellow,
White,
My grandmother’s beautiful crystal.
Two-dozen red roses –
Some to compost,
Some lovingly
Drying in a bowl
On my Aunt Clara’s
Crocheted tablecloth
On my dining room table.
Valentine’s Day
Is long gone.
But I am still reveling
In the love
That surrounds me.
Love was born the day the world began.
It has flourished since then
in different hues,as if on cues.
Love has lived in the hearts of young and old alike,
in different forms and faces.
Love doesn’t differentiate
on the basis of race or color.
Love only knows to love.
I’ve seen love:
in a mother’s eyes
who starts caring for her child
even before laying eyes
on that bundle of innocence.
I’ve seen love:
in a father’s arms
waiting to embrace you
in-spite of all your mistakes.
I’ve seen love :
in the heart of a friend
who values every tear,every smile.
Every emotion they comprehend
taking it as if it were their own.
I’ve seen love:
in a teacher
whose patience and encouragement
can drive you miles ahead
towards your goal.
I’ve seen love:
in the kindness
shown by some random stranger
on your unlucky day.
I’ve seen love:
in the words of comfort,offered to you
by your other half
who stands by you
through low and high tide.
I’ve seen love
dwell in the hearts of little children
who find joy,in everything around them.
Love only knows the language of love,It cannot hurt.
Love is never impatient nor evil,love endures.
Love gives you hope and strength to fight every battle before you.
Love will keep doing what it knows best,
that is to love.
DANCING ON CLOUDS
Love to me is mutually giving and earning
Respect
Caring so much
I cannot bestow enough
Dancing on clouds I never knew existed
Elevated by an impermeable cocoon
Knowing without a doubt
My search has ended
An enchanting whirlwind beckons
Time accelerates
Months blurring into years
Rallying against life’s curveballs
Strong arms encircle
Offer safe sanctuary
More profound than words
A collaborator in all dreams
A person who believes in me
To match my confidence in them
Commitment forged from trust
No walls
No facades
No games
Peace at last
An environment in which I can aspire to my very best
My today
And every tomorrow imaginable…
I pour my heart out for you
here –
on this page, my Love.
You have made my existence
sweet.
You touch my soul in a way
that no one else has been able;
you set it on fire.
And,
I love you for that
Reciprocal Hearts
You’ve always had my heart
to do with as you please.
You chose to nourish it,
love me passionately.
I felt undeserving
until you helped me see,
the best thing about us,
love’s reciprocity.
When I am with you
I live poetry
Your whisper in my ear
Your laughter in my soul
Your kindness written on my heart
I BREATHE your words
Contributors:
Neha
Robert ( https://robertjepson.wordpress.com/ )
M. Zane McClellan (thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com )
Heartafire ( https://aheartafire.wordpress.com/ )
Brad ( writingtofreedom.wordpress.com )
Laura ( arkofidentity.wordpress.com )
Kanzen ( kanzensakura.wordpress.com )
M. Zane McClellan (thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com )
Michelle ( https://poemdemonium.wordpress.com/ )
M. Zane McClellan (thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com )
janehwilson ( gratefullyyourstoday.wordpress.com )
jessannseq ( jessann94.wordpress.com )
Luggage Lady ( luggagelady.wordpress.com )
feelmyheartspeak ( feelmyheartspeak.wordpress.com)
M. Zane McClellan (thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com )
Marie ( writingwingsforyou.com )
Autumn Collaboration Calling All Poets, Bloggers & Creative Minds – Bring in your colours with fall
Hi Everyone,
As the colours slowly start changing around us I thought I would do a fall collaboration with all of you. Like previous collaborations, please put your piece in the comment section and I will add it in the order they come. I will place the name of the contributors at the end of the piece. As per usual I have started it off…It will close on September 30th, 2014.Hope to see many colourful posts of the season 🙂
free google image of fall
Enchanted colours mesmerize
And you forget to analyze
As your heart falls in love
through your eyes
with autumn’s beauty.
The things that grow, must also pass,
As cycles wander endlessly through
Time, as changes and transformations
Mark the maturation, signal
The ripening of humanity and nature, of
Humanity in nature. Fall is not the beginning of death,
It is
The arrival of new
Awakenings
Chartreuse shades, Spun in Amber and Gold,
Settle o’er the Hushed glen and Tranquil ‘wold,
Speaking in tones of Russet and Red,
Echoing secrets Adonis once Said.
Sparkles of Frost Kiss the September Air,
Flourishing Silver without a Farthing to Spare,
Daylight Dancing askance the fields,
Lingering Warmth that Caresses and Shields.
October is Waiting with rosy cheeked Fare,
Scarecrows and lanterns, ready to scare;
November is Focusing its Glassy Gaze,
Conspiring with Winter under a Leaden Haze.
Yet, now, ‘neath the Smile of Autumnal Delight,
Think not of Regrets; Feel not Contrite;
Leave such Diligence for Lengthier Days!
‘Tis time to sip cider while the Fiddler Plays
Nay, I can’t disdain
Year’s pungent last season;
Harvest baskets brimming over,
Blessings for heart’s storehouse:
God’s gilded provision, share!
I see my own reflection
in your eyes
and in the changing colors
falling back into the earth.
And I find myself falling
back into my own heart.
Flaming gold, wondrous red,
gleaming brown, silver mist,
magic purple, hues of green,
supernatural crimson,
Couleur d’automne,
Merveilles
Et beautés du Monde!
turning within this autumn season
find hidden treasures beyond reason
more vibrant and precious than gold
come explore this beautiful fold
The time of beauty
before the big sleep
The colors astound
a feast for the eyes
Each one dresses for
the big fall
A choreographed dance
a chosen partner
Dance with me love
each step we take
Together in a dream
a dream in the big sleep
May we meet again
in the prime of your youth
Reborn in Spring
experience a summer love
And leave before the clock
strikes winter
A leaf twirls
Scrunched up and dry –
Forgotten.
*
Rust flames
A touch of frost –
Memories.
*
Barren trees
bittersweet longings –
Endings.
Bitter endings
Spark new beginnings
When winter’s coat
Is shed
But first memories
Will come to life
On the day of the
Living Dead
For Halloween
Will soon be here
With spooks and ghouls
and ghosts
Spirits will rule the day
Taking treats and
playing tricks on
unsuspecting hosts
Liquid leaves in an ocean of falling waves from the tree
A whirlpool of colors so many but so few
Turning in the whirlwinds of change
Little death invested to renew
And so we fall like leaves
Slowly floating to a world unknown
Seasons passing with mystical colors
An ending that reminds us of the beginning to come
A final fluttering dance when our steps grow slow and life is done.
Autumn
The subtlest of seasons
in the most charming way
Transformation of what was
Preparation for what may
Behold the vibrancy
Of changing leaves
Hues of red, orange and yellow
Gone is the green
Allow your senses to speak anew
Smell the fresh morning dew
See the sights surrounding you
Be prepared for what is to come
The kiss of death
Life’s song has sung
The fall of days
When true reflection is made
Beauty finally seen
Don’t let it slip astray
Shuushi: Autumn Contemplation
Meigetsu,
the harvest moon is fading.
Bright gold coin in black sky
now dims and wanes
to a partial dish of cream.
Hatsu arashi, first storm of autumn
has washed clean the sky,
aki simu – autumn is clearing,
brilliant blue,
luminous white clouds drifting, silent. peaceful.
Autumn’s voice whispers:
breeze across dry leaves on the grass,
wind in the reeds at the creek,
The little priest,
the small cicada delicately
moves his wings, a small voice
among the raucous pine and bell crickets,
an alto to the larger cicadas
and their metallic thrum.
Shinryoo,
New coolness in the air
The coming of autumn
is somnolent today.
No rise or fall,
A steady tone of almost silence.
The morning glory twines
lovingly around my plum tree
and shows her blue face,
echoing her sister,
aki no sora,
My beloved autumn sky.
The small grey tabby
across the way
sits beneath an oak
watching the occasional
slow falling leaf.
Her eyes stay upward
and she does not move
for she wants to see
the leaves as they float
and fall around her.
An early leaf burning,
smoke wanders and its
incense drifts to heaven
and to my grateful heart.
I sit entranced in the midst
of the haiku
I wish I could write.
Adventure Awaits
On the road
Adventure waits
Ascending the mountain
The world comes alive
With the glorious colors:
Red, orange, brown,
Leaves appear on the ground
Seeking the earthly delights
Autumn is the fire
That leaves us dark and cold
Watching all our dreams
Burn in red and gold
Closing up our houses
Sealing up each door
Skeletons branch out
As death bedecks the floor
So hideaway the grain
Shut up all the stores
Be frugal with your food
As the autumn fire roars
For soon will come the snow
And the biting winter frost
And the long dark nights of cold
Where hope and warmth are lost
So quicken please the fire
That leaves us in the cold
Hurry please the spring
That starts this wheel so old
Autumn springs out of the seasonal tapestry,
I am that tree you see in the grove
With a few green leaves,
Buds still shooting
Clinging to past seasons,
Good memories.
Dropping plenty of orange
Precipitously,
A heart felt celebration
The Aftermath
Leaves
Nature’s Confetti.
Brisk Fall
blankets from the chest
fleece from the drawer
chimney smoke begins to soar
a fine crispness
familiar changing of season
though surprising, when upon
fresh chill in the air
the first crackling fire
nights of early retire
another place
other times they stir
a gentle reminder
And they, green to red,
and I, red to grey,
change and fall together
end of season
wispy clouds
silently
drift to secret destinations
and lightly landing
are welcomed home
Last dance of Summer
Earth tilts the skirt of sky
very becoming rotation
set with planet jewels in motion upon this hem of horizon
Twilight waltz, spun senses behold a turning gait
she waxes a change, a future harvest moon
revealing swoon fills upon the breast of sky
your patient tide strolls, gliding touch to an emblazoned night
her skirt entices a memory aquamarine blushing rhythmically
At the center of sky daylight paints away
Moon becomes her own memory
sapphires wink gems of stars, as always, always you take her timeless
earth begins enfolding softly the skirt of sky, to a season of seed
Dance upon this evening sky
holding her vesper chant, her curves becoming full
her hint of Fall whispering
when moon remembers this tilting dance
of earths longing hold
released ever so slowly
from the long dance of summer
“The Party’s Over”
Born hiding their true form, waiting through the heat of summer to reveal their beauty.
Fading daylight and cooler temps urging on a transformation of pigment.
Quickly revealing the hues formerly hidden, catching the sun’s light to stun onlookers.
Short-lived rainbows you can touch until the winds tear them apart.
Nearing the end they fall one by one, like guests who can no longer stay.
Splashes of color dotting the land, discarded remnants of nature’s last party.
As Autumn Wakes
As autumn wakes, the trees display
a collage of leaves on bright sunny days.
Crimsons and gold to catch the eye,
peak as the equinox draws nigh,
senescence will surely hold sway.
To carpet woods, as squirrels foray,
with acorns they will store away.
To the south the feathered fly
as autumn wakes.
Orchard branches bend down to say,
the time for harvest upon us lays.
Give thanks to that, on which we rely,
the succulent bounty from on high.
Blessed gifts are Mother Nature’s way
as autumn wakes.
Dear Summer, keeper of my child-like soul,
You, who remind me of my vibrancy…my youth…my passion for soaking in life
and what it feels to be alive. I drank your intense sun and let it fill me and my days.
But alas, your turn is over and you must step down from your throne
And allow your sister, Autumn, to reign and push forth her colors to paint my world.
Let me not forget the lessons you have taught me. There shall be no rush. Nor shall I
regret that I get to experience and embrace this life season for all it has to teach me
until the winter of my life enfolds me.
Contributors:
Neha
mfitz
Morgan ( booknvolume.wordpress.com )
Fig Tree Chance (echoingenigma.wordpress.com )
In the Stillness… Laurie’s Gentle Healing Notes (lauriesnotes.wordpress.com)
F.G.M. (poemsandpoemes.wordpress.com/)
Writing to Freedom (writingtofreedom.wordpress.com)
lorriebowden (lorriebowden.wordpress.com )
Anjali (anjalidesh68.wordpress.com)
trentpmcd (trentsworldblog.wordpress.com)
mikialkennethmillard (mikialmillard.wordpress.com)
stacilys (stacilys.wordpress.com)
kanzensakura (kanzensakura.wordpress.com)
Denise Fletcher (womeninpoetry.wordpress.com )
Scott Bailey (thehouseofbailey.wordpress.com)
Original-Dante (originaldante.wordpress.com )
Jennifer Fifield Porter (jennannsd.wordpress.com)
haylimayli (haylim.wordpress.com)
basstubes (basstubes.wordpress.com)
ravencawl (ravencawl.wordpress.com)
dobetteralways (dobetteralways.wordpress.com)
M. Zane McClellan (thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com)
writingwingsforyou (writingwingsforyou.com)
Golden Serenity
Half of our hearts splattered in the sky
while the other half stood still
mesmerized
in the evening light
fallen between you and I
as the colours touched our eyes
we dipped our minds in golden serenity.
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