no blinks allowed

a microsecond 

of time caught - no blinks allowed

savour the moment

It's Wednesday - Have you stopped by One Shot yet?

Prose in my Heart

sunshine heart
on a cold grey day
new life starts up
in promising ways

a hug passed here
joyful eyes offered there
t'would seem I live
by my cheeks so fair

these words I dig
and hand out to you
have found wings so light
and are now coming true

a writer, i dreamed
A Writer, I am
til my hours fill up
now true I stand

the words, they fill me
the words, feed too
my soul blossoms slowly
and sun's rays pour through

I will keep on working
hold the prose in my heart
pray life fills completely
with this promising start...

One Shot Wednesday

Happy Birthday to the One Stop Poetry site! It has been a years since they started their poetry community and they are still going strong. I am trying to get out of town, but couldn't help but stop by to celebrate with them on such a special anniversary. I wish you all many more anniversaries to come!

Smoothing the Rhythm Lines

tching
the sound of the beat
so long without heat
in these hands
kaboom

kathunk
rhythm fantastic
slamming, we blast it
enter another plain
baadung


ting
old familiar heart stops
dripping in memory drops
serenity stains
gadong 


Ttsssss
picking up life lines
serving 'em with drum's fine
tingling fingers demand
pahdum


kah-tshh
slowly we  bring it down
in clave sticks we do drown
yesterday's hurt refrain
-and  together withstand
harhum...

It's Wednesday. I may be late, but I am going to link into One Shot Wednesday. Join me if you've got some words to share...

Forever Young

How did I get here?

this day, today

filled with running, 

tasks, responsibilities

that I never dreamed, imagined

or ever really wanted.

these hands cannot

will not
dare not

(& I don't really want them to)

but they run...

Time past makes me want to cry though.

forever young
laughing curled into
a dark cave
ready to screw the world
and ourselves in the process

but we had each other
and that was more
than I had
in years before,
and some since

So, do I really want to live forever?
forever young?
testing, trying, proving, lying...
My answer,
no

but this song always takes me back to when I did...

An Offering

You are not alone

- not walking with silent steps.

I hear and catch tears 

falling behind those scarred hands,

then offer them to the rain

~

I am also going to link in a very late entry

to One Shot Wednesday

of life and love

listen to the wind

hear it cry of life and love

I nod in answer

At 5PM est, the One Stop Poetry doors will open on another One Shot Wednesday.
Will you be there?

Violet Slumber

pretty purple strewn 

amongst fresh green grasses

just starting to grow

soft carpets alive

singing with growth, rebirth and

promises of Spring

I run across the

lawn breathing sunshine dreams

into tomorrow

violet slumbers

refresh frozen hope and pray

thunders pass over

May rains replenish

and forgive sunshine stolen

by daffodil vase

 Aye, tomorrow will soak

the last of April's promises

for May's bounty

for One Shot Wednesday

Together

Tall and strident

you lean into me as strength

I support our days

~

Mother and child
entwined from our shared roots bound
softly caressed love
~

lovers dipped in ink

choose shadows from their soul's heart

paint pictures as one

Sweet Promises

It is late, but night-time holds the only hours left.
These days are suddenly filled to overflowing.
My hours, requested hither & yon,
fly from me. I offer willingly
knowing that the bills
will now get paid
and I might get
that fresh
haircut
yet.

Art is Named Tops

crinkled eyes hold thrill

a heart full to bursting as

Art is named tops and

One Stop Poetry stands

at pedestal for all

Congratulations to the team at One Stop Poetry for winning the Shorty award for Best in Arts this past weekend. You guys have worked so hard to highlight this wonderful forum that means so much to so many. You provide a wonderful service to us all. I am proud to be able to have one little piece of the One Stop Carpet to call my own. I am overjoyed for you all. Bask in your glory. You all deserve it.

Woohoo! Party time and OSW is buying rounds!!! Yeehaw!

A Late Winter Storm

A scant
four days ago
you gently peeked
through the snow.


As neighbours watched
nearby,
you stretched up
towards the sky.

Without heed to crystals cold
a'strew amongst your path
you warmed thy promised leaves
for sun's rays you did grasp.

but woe to you today
as fresh chill has touched the air
and looking out yon window
snow has returned without a care



Blast for winter's grip
be gone from morrow's day!
we've enough of flurries trip
right kindly I say "Go Away!"



  ***

Looking out my window, I see that the snow the weather forecast warned of has arrived. 10-15cm! What!!! Poor tulips and daffodils won't know what to do with themselves.

Damn winter! Be gone already!!

ting-sha bliss

A special moment of release

a favourite one

of my month

when

everything

dis ahhh peers,

but the music

tones fill me up

beat in my heart

(when I cannot)

tender emotions

raise hairs, just as they 

let unseen 

energies slip away

like water scrubbing

the earth of my soul

energy unblocked

I am left limp

dazed in the beauty

of  this sound,

this moment

It happens every time

and yet I marvel

that there are hard niches

that can still release their hold

with our passion's beat

passion's

beat, beat, beat

pounding 

all those pains,

strains with refrains

I am left

clean

pure

white with whimsy's

touch

this smile born 

of God's release;

my penance

beaten on a drum

and given wings on

the tones of 

that ting-

sha 

bliss

I have been gone and super-busy the last week, but
found inspiration for a little free-verse
for my friends at One Shot Wednesday
via my monthly drum circle

Winter Release

icy heart forgotten

by winter's refusal to

relent to spring

Melt those damn snowflakes already!

I'm craving the warmth within

I'm going to stomp my foot

and hold my breath

until snow melts

and gives way 

to just a 

little bit

of 

SPRING!

but I am going to link in to OSW in the meantime

The Visitor

Stumbling in
with a fearful grin.
Will they show smiles
or toss me out to snow piles?

Why soever do I doubt
my fain erstwhile clout
for hugs did abound
& remembrances astound

dear friends counted true
time no match for you
inquiries honest thought
and sincerity truly bought

This passage marches on
and workmates, some gone,
but delightful none the same
despite leaving the repair game.

For they were mates by
punch-clocks cry.
Yet friends of mine
those forever I find.

$$$

Hey-

I can just barely squeak this under the wire

I am going to link this up to One Shot Wednesday

and perhaps do a little more visiting tomorrow.

Heart Song

golden haired angel

with gentle nature and charms

riding love's heart waves

fed by birth's memories and

the joyful sound of laughter

Happy Birthday Princess
My first baby turns six today.
Love you forever

If you are looking for a glut of poetry
you could go take a gander at the folks at One Stop.
Today is Wednesday and the poetry is, as always,
hot and ready!

survive

Wednesday.
Esoteric music plays in my ear.
A child has a hard time settling.
(Remember that in the morning when she does not want to rise)
Breathe. Be.
Sigh...

fingers let the trembling of the drum fade out of them
a hurting soul soaked in our healing rhythms.
well, more than one.
but one with pain writ in eyes, skin
and tremor that only those that know
can see.

Beats continue to heal me, but
most days I am strong enough to give back.
tonight's hurts were for the physical pain of new visitor
the emotional strain of a caregiver,
and another,
and another...

My offerings are of love
compassion that flows from pores
and sparkles with tender remembrances.
I taste their strain
and wish to blow those days
away on wings of tomorrow's sunrise

Away
on wings of a journey spent
A path trod rough and broken
with tertiary gardens askance
sown with bitter tears
of love's tragedy.

A new day,
new sunrise
sprinkled with dust
from fairy's hopeful wand
and filled life of dry gardens
with new, unbeknownst, yet mystical flowers

Spring blooms
on seeds of belief
and life's delight
as my dark night,
dim determinations and
stubborn blossoms survive

*I linked in to the very tale end of One Show Wednesday 

& think I just might throw in a link to Imperfect Prose

A Handful of Haikus

Grief

tears do not shatter

the reality awake

only smooth the edge

   ^^     

Soul Jam

we offer sound

for ourselves and other souls

unaware of gifts

><

Deliverance

my hands have delivered

a small gift of sound

with tears

<>

It is Wednesday. 

Best day of the week to sit back and read poetry.

Check out the folks at One Shot

for their weekly Wednesday treat

and if it so tickles you

throw in some verse yourself

~

blood

Blood drips from aching 

heart that cannot see its pain

written on your face

Contemplation

In these long, dark days of January

the world spins slower

more pointedly

facing us in

directions

of soul-

ful

C

O

N

T

E

M

PLA

TION

~

becoming

quiet sleeps 

the house this night

after

songs sung,

food flung,

and patience won

by this humble 

Mama

I am 

becoming.

no strife

fills me,

chills me,

overwhelms

Me.

not tonight.

Worlds spin

around my orb.

I feel,

but sit still

content

to let chaos

be someone else's

baggage.

Don't misunderstand.

I sorrow,

would beg and borrow

that tomorrow

would ease

the wounds

and woes

for all.

turmoil,

so  often

a  bedfellow,

has left the hearth,

left my heart,

left my hurt

and left me 

wondering.

Wondering

how to live,

how to thrive,

how to believe

in myself

and life

when it is all

in mine own hands.

I go forth.

face the day

with clear eyes.

the past behind me,

the future

a glimmer

a piece of

a new day.

~

It is a New Year

and the first Wednesday

that I get to share

with the poets

and friends

of OneShot