She Bends like a Reed – #poetry


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She bends like a reed, in a summer breeze

Caught in the balance, arms stretched, with ease

Hair flowing gently, as her head tilts awry

The look on her face, says she set her sights high

She is able to move, with such elegant grace

While the look in his eyes, is the only trace

Of a love, so possessive, he wants her, his own

Yet, she wants no part, so he leaves, quite alone

For he knows it’s not him, and it will never be

She is tied to no man, the dance sets her free.


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Image by Mystic Art Design from Pixabay

Thankful Tidings ~ #HappyThanksgiving – #poetry


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Flurries down
Rushing to meet
A man made of white.
Top hat upon his head
Eyes of coal, a carrot nose,
Mittened hands, endless snowball fights
Days of youth, returning within us.
The bustle of the holiday season.
The coming together of family,
Dearest to our hearts, celebrating
A thankfulness, many blessings
Each one, a mere fragment, of
Years gone by, call to mind
All who have gathered
Bringing with them
Tidings of
Great joy,


Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!!  I am truly blessed to know all of you!

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Photo via Pixabay CC0

On man’s inhumanity to man ~ #senryu #poetry


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Tis my point of view

When life stops within one’s soul

Deviancy thrives


Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 333 Life and View.

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Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

What I Seek – #poetry


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I step out
Into the darkness
A passing mist
Gently brushes my skin
And dances
Across my cheek.

I dare not wipe it away,
For fear
Its magic could
Quite quickly disappear

So I let it linger,
Color the starkness
Caressing me,
I savor this wicked sin
Like a lover’s kiss,
It is what I seek.


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Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay

Child – #etheree #poetry #challenge


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Who is
On the water
Bares her soul aloud
In the silence of night
As barren trees listen, watch
Her attention lies far away
Scattered thoughts unleash a roaring din
She wonders if the birds can hear them, too



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Photo via Colleen’s Challenge