Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Pensive leaf


Serenity comes later. Yet grown up enough, visible to
surrounded mature trees, a leaf fearlessly opens up
 plates for sun's reading pleasure.

Anticipating the  pigment change it’s inhaling joy
while vibrant light  runs through  veins.

The leaf furls, trembling of all belated doubts whispering 
by mockingbird wind, blocked by life texture…


Three Words Wednesday

Monday, August 26, 2013

In tune


I’m not categorizing.
No tags. No levers.
No hand rising
to pull to next level…

I woke up at night
to describe, to create
(no restrict)
extinguished star retreat.

Sky attuned the rain,
sunshine and rainbow,
bush butterfly,
grasshopper,
stung by bee
in front of my eye, -
with me…

My heart gets extended:
myriads of hearts
twinkle…
Love is not always
feelings,
Love is power
that has many
faces and sides…


Open Link Monday

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Fragment


Train
keeps
old truck
algorithm

cries
out
south
gusting wind

sprung
thoughts
enough
filtered

left
yet
bitter
pieces taste



 Image1 credit: ahawallpaper.com
Image2 credit: Brenda W. Sunday Whirl

I follow the wind


Escaped…
Find me in the park
scarf fluttering
with wind
bookmarked…
above the early
pensive leaves,
coyote shares,
mystic deers…

Wheel spinning master       
let you in…
just for the sake
to stay within…


Image credit: Judith Clay 'I follow the wind'

 d'Verse Poetics - Judith Clay

Friday, August 23, 2013

Assumed grace


I will talk to you.
No words. Only images.
Light background of night,
twinkle star.

Oh, of course, Super Moon
having privilege
on your firmament –
look and get sore.

Sighing softly, in blue
dipped in wonder –
silent grace envelops
cherished dreams,

and no soul in the world
ever ponder –
shooting star catalyzed
evening breeze.



Image credit: wallpaperswide.com

Thursday, August 22, 2013

A pain


As if a mermaid, who just got her new couple of legs,
she lived every step in pain, gently touching the base,
and once reached the nerve of issue,
stepped aside to find a new one…

Places and things kept the scars of her touch
feeling/being never the same again.
Her voice cut through in a rare moment
at climax discovering truth…

It’s a pain brought her to place, where she heard 
forgotten song…
No doubt. She spoke from the heart. It felt like in 
dream coming home…

Love washed over suddenly. Stretched horizon 
and smile on her face. The sky have been changed. 
Affirmations flashed at twilight.World opened 
new doors…

Former ‘mermaid’ though bore in mind original 
reason for her transformation…

Image credit: scenicreflections.com

d'Verse Open Link Night

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

In the blink of an eye...


…as slowly moving curtain my eyelids fell…
Green circles floated before eyes. It felt as something distinct, new.
Air filled with lilac scent and distant music. Sullen thoughts gracefully settled down…
Swaying thin voice encouragingly repeated: “You can do it. You can do it…”
Hands found plastic rounded surface…
Blink! Blink! - as if a puppeteer pulled the string.

The honked car behind me sounded very irrationally…

Image credit: kootation.com




Monday, August 19, 2013

The last


In anguishing moment of craving,-
they say,- envision the line…
conveyor moving away
with most desirable dish
to dine…

in dream I’m catching the last
night bus for your ride
between times…
to return to the path…

is this a pattern
from other lives?

Sweet pie…
eyes follow blatantly
wily pace, accepting
for better 
divine disgrace.


Image credit: cakechooser.com


for OpenLinkMonday with real toads, d'Verse OLN


Sunday, August 18, 2013

Tribute.


At some degree
it’s absurd,
if I persuaded
in existence of
nestled group,
shared the vision,
dreams and space,
floor the ideas
for years to stay
the challenge to heart
and spring to brain.


Written for Wordle122

Doubts


Diving in white
with red
unleashed
no haircut
nor colour
shivering
mirrored
power
blurry -
to make it
real
late -
to turn
unravel…


Image credit: Magpie Tales 

Inspired by Magpie Tales

Shared with Woven Dreams

Friday, August 16, 2013

The Chain



She’s                    1
                  
been                    1      

carrying her cross,                 2

not realizing it was               3

not her….            5

counting reasons, obstacles, ’why life as prison’,
pointing on surrounding                8

figures as if they had thread and needles to sew
                her to them to support the path –
how this fatal chain to pass?                  13

                         ~

She’s been carrying her cross,
not realizing it was
not her….           
counting reasons,
obstacles,
’why life as prison’,
pointing on surrounding     
figures
as if they had
thread and needles
to sew her to them
to support the path…

how this fatal chain to pass?        

Image credit: picstopin.com

for d'Verse 'Form For All' , I'm using Fibonacci Series for my poem: 1-1-2-3-5-8-13

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Prophecy


You sent this song to me –
no words,
just ellipses…

Two rests between the chords
to breath
spontaneously

I hum upbeat motive
in heart
with caution

How thoughtful your advice
to use
percussion

Laptop’s keyboard – in smoke
from open
‘Offices’

Add music, words to rhythm -
affirm
self prophecy…


Image credit: layoutsparks.com

for Poetry Jam 'The Sound of Silence'

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Rearranged...


What if…
a day rearranged its parts:
first would come afternoon –
sleepy, with long lasting dinner,
followed by resting cool eve
full of anticipation of next day,
and only then would appear
fresh,
as if after the shower
a morning
with your ironical face
and coffee for breakfast...


for d'Verse OpenLinkNight

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Split, we travel...(palindromes)


‘when it comes to the moon,
darkness often means light’
Tarot
Night out
we’re liquids
in various stages
travel to exchange
the electrolytes
of souls
split
through  ages
to highlight
the darkness
of moon
 ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
 moon of
darkness, the
highlight to
ages through
split
souls of
electrolytes-
exchange to travel
stages
various in liquids
Are we out,
night?



 now-
the best chance
to heal
 old wounds
face the fears
repair the path…
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
…path of  repair
fears – on the face
wounds – old
heal – for chance
the best - now


Image credit: marvel.com

Friday, August 9, 2013

Prosody: trust and feel


Aligned with nature-
becoming a child-
so trusting, secretive,
even – a wild,

eager to read
every leaf’s heart,
notice and follow
slope of the bud

cryptic deer will
meet you at path,
grass-hopper pop,
holding sword-grass…

nature confides:
straightened trees
paint  scenes
of heavenly reefs

nature confides:
heading a lira-
speed shifting world
could I voice clear…



Image credit: findicons.com

Submitted for d'Verse 'Prosody - Line and Meter'

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Better place (Meditation)


We take elevator
to better place
to envision a dream…
heart slides down
to first floor
thin
incision
on memory…
threshold
after those
3 steps
breathtaking
cold
upbeat code
to enter the show
open the door…
soft sofa
screen on the wall…
……

the art of
reaching the heaven,
touching beyond…
faraway voice
count to 10…
should we return…


Image credit: wallpaperpimper.com

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Sleeping dog


The dog- asleep,
imagined himself
as field
of white daisies,
swaying with wind…
His chest rises
in bitter waves-
the  doubts
of life…
So when wake up
he’ll need time
to collect himself
to stand up,
and his first ‘woof’
comes maybe from
all dreamed bees
so enjoyed his
honey petals…

Image credit: wallpapersmood.com

 Submitted for d'Verse Open Link Night

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Gravity


I haven’t planned
your shoes
on the landscape.

I ate the
bread and salt
prepared
for only one
singular drive.

Suddenly shadow
raised
its head
breathed in my neck
face…
fell!
in sand…
gravity…

Image credit: kootation.com

Submitted for Sunday Whirl

Serendipity


Half-deflated balloon
smooth piano jazz
eyes're  ponder...
stared in blue
drifting star...
wonder…

Crispy apple
cut in bites
taste the clairs…
walking steps
up and down
the path
tuned up
layers

It’s not scream,
nor the lion roar –
lips are whispered…
names are screened
moon as home
power – wisdom

Law of nature
deep ethereal link
secret lesson
the resource
we’re possessed
as a blessing.


Image credit: deto.dyndus.org

Inspired by Woven Dreams
Submitted for Poet United

Friday, August 2, 2013

Stars

…there, upon the sky
pointed shapes
traced patterns
twilights
in the row
obstacles
grown
sliced
painted
life
circumstances
modes
against
the pillow
case
naturmorts
washed
dreams
east to west
flickering faces
nested in
for quest
to find the one
unique


Image credit: kernaling.net