POEM: After The Storm
This is for the CPC Magic Monday poetry challenge. The title is the topic.
This is for the CPC Magic Monday poetry challenge. The title is the topic.
LOST AND FOUND By Barbara A Cheryl’s Pals Collab Lost within the darkness, I find myself confused, where day is night and night is day, within this place where nothing seems right as I aimlessly wander through darkened passageways, no end in sight, a terrible fright. In fact . . . . the deeper I […]
UNFOLDING The day unfolds from what was night darkness once more giving way to morning light. And within a darkened space, a void that once had been, a seed finds a home, a spot of nourishment that wasn’t there before; and takes root, takes hold and rises once again, from what had been […]
Here is a timely Sedoka I wrote for the CPC Simple Sunday Picture Challenge. Sevenamagenta and Jon chose an image by DOME of Japan for musing.
I’m so happy to present : About the artist: Dome is a friend from the land of the rising sun. Dome is a fabulous abstract painter and an amazing sculptress. This is her first time being featured on the CPC and I know that you all will be as appreciative of her work as I […]
WISDOM’S HALLOWED VOICE Haunting and hallowed, Wisdom’s voice I hear, whispered in the breeze, winds dancing through the trees and across the mountain passes over painted desert rocks; from generation to generation this unmistakable voice, the wisdom of the elders passed down and sung again, reaching toward a painted sky secrets known […]
These are my compositions for the CPC Saturday Share poetry challenge. Cheryl’s line is “mannequins with painted grins.”
AUTUMN’S DANCE Summer breathes a sigh, shadows of late afternoon pointing the way to Autumn. Leaves pirouetting, waltzing upon fall breezes as I marvel at their grace. (c) barbara kausteklis 9-9-11 A Senryu (5-7-7 syllable count; two stanzas) written for CPC “Friday Fling” http://www.friendburst.com/blog/62103/friday-fling-harvestime-hayride/ and Legacy Writers “Byways/Featuring Short Poetry and the […]
NO FOOLING . . . . STILL Every once in a while I’d love to be able to hide how I feel, these emotions of mine that find their way in between the cracks of the wall constructed so very meticulously and carefully designed not to let them in. Every once […]
Friday Fling #145 September 9th 2011 Now that we’re past Labor Day weekend, we tend to start thinking Fall. On the traditional American farm, Fall means harvest time, and harvest time means – hayrides! Have you ever been on one? More than one? What was it like? Or if you’ve never been on one, would […]