Forgiven

A tender embrace,
Is a special place
For you and me.

I remember the
First time,
Like it was the last time,

Even when I couldn’t see.

Yet, feeling disjointed,
And all the while
Mispointed,

Falling into your arms,
Was something else completely.

A touch so soft, and
At the same time bold,
It never occurred to me
How together, we’d grow old.

I was once told
A tale of togetherness,
Which foretold of all kinds
Of pleasantness,

The likes of which remind
Me of the times amiss,
When hugs were
Given, as both
Of our hearts
Were

Forgiven.

In response to the Saturday Rag Tag Daily Prompt, Hugs, by Punam.

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Porch

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I sit here, and
Reminisce
About all the things
I miss(ed),

They played in
The yard, right there,
Oh, those times were so
Very hard, dear,

As we dreamt of
New possibilities,
While we held hands,
Together,

Unknown then
To us both, were all
The future liabilities

As we dangled our feet
Off the edge,
And listen with rapt
Attention, to their stead-
Fast resolve

And wonder, oh, they
So loved each other,
Brothers until they end,
And, of course,

Also the dearest of
Friends,

And companions
Through every type
Of weather, stormy
Or clear, they always
Held each other dear

And close to heart,
Until they did depart
On that fateful day,

In the month of May

When we last sat
On the porch,
Dreaming of times
When life was simpler,

Though the love we felt
Was always the same
No need of a refrain,

Only the boldness
That comes with
The duo, of you and
Me,

And the two beautiful
Boys, making a
Family
Unit

As we continue
To ponder
The love
We share(d)

As we sit hand-in-hand
And watch the two
Play, from the

Steps
Of the porch
You and I made.

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Tanka #4

A meadow landscape,
Flower, just like a skyscraper.
Bee alights, then night.
Snap a picture with my mind,
Hold it for the rest of life.

#poetry, #bees, #flowers, #life, #love, #memory, #nature, #poem, #tanka

Elfje #3

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Yellow
The sun
Bright as fire
Filling me with resolve
Warmth

#poetry, #elfje, #landscape, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #resolve, #sun, #warmth

Haiku #7

Sun like a deluge,
Cloud steals, but for a moment.
Time stretches, sublime.

Photo by Nicole Y-C on Unsplash

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Wonder

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Petals of velvet.
A pond full of lily pads.
Time stops. Breathe. Wonder.

In response to the WDYS #68 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

#poetry, #flower, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #pond

Guide

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I breathe in
And out,
Wondering
What it’s all about

I consider all that
Was taught to me
In all that very stormy weather

Stick your chest out,
Head down, be brave,
Don’t let them see you pout,

Or cry as needed,
You’d be depleted, and
Called names, so

Suck it up,
Move forward, and
Don’t worry about the
Healing that’s needed,

Tape it up, and
Go again, keep the motion
That’s kept everything in commotion

Yes, it’s true, you’ve
Run right over one of the
Very best parts of you,

No, not on purpose,
You were so little, you
Knew not what you were doing

That well then quieted
For oh so many years,
While you continued to live
In your head, and, at times, yes,
Even felt quite dead

To the world, and all
Of it’s joy and beauty,
For in those days, your sight
Only encompassed

The harshness and the pity

Yet, a new day has dawned,
And little by little, that inner voice,
Has grown stronger, bolder, and, yes,

Even louder, and your vision
Has returned with a thunderous
Zeal, which often feels just like
When you were so very little,

A connection deep within,
Made concrete so long ago,
Then disappeared for decades
Of pain and suffering,

Only to show itself again,
In later life,

To once again guide you,
And provide you
With all the
Best

That’s already inside you

#poetry, #intuition, #life, #love, #poem, #poems, #writing

Elfje #2

Photo by Nitish Meena on Unsplash

Green
The lake
During the day
Reflected mirror of me
Shimmering

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Tanka #3

Blades of grass splinter,
A raven flies overhead.
Not separate. One.
I reflect upon the scene,
Pulled forward by that knowing.

#poetry, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #reflection, #tanka, #union

Shy

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They always called me
shy, and
I always wondered
why?

Time spent at home
was such a treat,
I never really
gave it much thought, or
attentions’ discrete.

I simply, waved goodbye
and merely moved on.

Upon reflection,
however,
it’s clear
that
I

Was simply tired
from all their stares,
and
comparative airs.

All the while
I was living
without
a

Measure,
except
the

knowledge of your
pleasurable existence.

And, my love
and devotion
to a time
of promotion,

and single-minded
attention, which
for sure,
did

not come until
much later.

For the platitudes
of life do
easily

carry us away
though we
never

intend to stray;

it happens at times.

And when we
notice?

We can find our
way back
to that
which

was never gone,

only ever
momentarily passed on.

And, yes,
it’s quite intentional
even when
it feels
like

it’s not, and
we’ve been begotten.

Don’t be downtrodden,
for you are
part of the
light,

which always burns bright

even when,
maybe, especially
when,
you lead a shy life.

#poetry, #intention, #introspection, #life, #love, #poem, #shy, #writing