Fire

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I sit
Transfixed
By your beauty

Behold,
The sparkling movement
In your form,

Just like the day
I was born,

I am always
Mesmerized, and
At the same time

Surprised

At the way
You linger,
In my imagination

It’s
As if
My plate
Is full of magic paper

Which
You are fed
Until there is not a shred
left,

And,
I turn my
Head, and wonder
Where you went, or

Who
You may send
In your
Stead

The whisper
Of
Your glow

And the magnificence

Of
The smoke
That billows out
From your coals

Of life, for they
Do suffice, to continue
Your magic, until,
Of course,

There is no
More, and, yes,

That can feel
Tragic

Yet, you’ll
Be there in the dawn

Because your
Sister, is awaiting
In arms, to rise

Up
And provide
Us a new day,

And, upon this,
I can now lay

At your feet

For you’re the fire,
The existence,
Of my life sweet

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Fascination

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Just like contemplation,
Is fascination,
Beholding
True

Beauty,
In all things, it’s apparent,
When you stare
Into what’s already there

Just like the single
Flame
We might take for granted,
Or

The star
Shooting across the sky
Looking
For a reason why

Existence
Is always so persistent,
Striving
And driving humanity

Towards the heavens
Just like a feather,
Loosed
From

Someone’s fingertips,

Like when we
Were little, and
All of life was a

Playground,

Before the
Sound
Of another round
Of detritus

Fell
From the tree
Upon the ground, and

We looked on
In astonishment,
As the witness
Of all the bliss

And blessings,
For which we did see

Fascination
Did hold our attention,
While the world
Did continue

To go round and round,

And we left the playground
For a life full of
Adult things,
Which
Held

Less fascination,
Yet, when you really look, and
See, you will find
That fascination

Still holds true,

When you
Let go, and stay present
To all the beauty,
That’s right in front of you

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Gateway

Image credit; Timur Kozmenko

Before us, stands
The gateway,
To another
Time

When life was full
Of promises, which
We held close to heart,
Even in times

That gave us a start, and now

As we prepare to cross
That boundary once again,
Dear friend,
Let’s remember

To let go of our preconceived

Notions of what life
Is supposed to be,

You see
Those illusions are based on
Something else

Altogether, reminiscence, yes,
Yet, all so very different

And now?

Before us, we have
A real chance
To start again,

Entering a new realm
Of possibility,
Where hope
Languishes in the air

Just like when life was simple,

And the flowers bloom
With a malodorous
Effect, which, I suspect,

Creates more potential
In each and every
Pupil

Of life,

All one has to do,
Is cross the threshold,
And behold, all that’s
Awaiting you

Just on the other side
Of that gateway
Where your
Life

Will continue to unfold

In response to prompt WDYS#64 from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

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Connected

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Though we often
Feel apart,
Watching life as a
Rhyme,

And start

Of new events
Replacing old,
There’s always something
To behold,

A common thread,
Once pulled, now
Unspooled, it
Is the measure

Of our deepest
Pleasure

As entities,
Close together,
With a flaming heart,

Which is a
A golden part
Of our humanity,

Beholden, with

The prosperity for which
We owe our deepest faith
And gratitude

A connection
That never waivers,
And, yes, is often clever

As we dance from
Afar, it seems
As if we’re alone, yet
That’s the grandest part

For, we are forever
Connected, even in our
Darkest hour, when we are
Left alone, and feel dejected

Please dive deep
And take heart, and,
Remember, my friend,
We’re never apart

For that thread is always
There, simply pull on it once,
And even twice, yes, you can also
Do it thrice if needed,

All that’s really required,
Is to hold onto the knowledge,
That everything on this planet
Has always been and will

Forever be connected.

#poetry, #connection, #faith, #gratitude, #humanity, #live, #love, #poem, #poems, #shared

Left or Right?

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I’m always wondering,
Should I go left, or
Right,

And, though I know
Either way is alright,

It’s still a consideration,
Made without pause,
Or, rather, with

A minute gaze
Upon the thaw
Of the decision maze

Without any notice,
Or applause

As we consider
A simple decision, and know
It’s ours to create

In times when they
Are rough, and in times
When they are just
Enough

We can consider
For a millenia
Yet,
What I’ve

Found, is that
You’ll end up in the
Same place roundabout

No matter the
Selection made
About the gain

We’d like to make

Left or right, then
Remember, friend,
It’s alright,

And all is tight, yes,
With anticipation,
However, your

Destination,
Is preset, so let go,
And take the path,

Which feels best

#poetry, #choices, #decisions, #life, #love, #poem, #poems

Water

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Your majesty,
I do see while
sitting under the
shady tree.

As I look out
at Your crests,
and hold true to
the feeling in my chest.

A beauty beyond
comprehension.

On land,
we only ever see

a fraction

of Your love
and devotion,

which You send
to us all, even
when we least expect
it.

And, that’s when it’s
most detected
by the senses,
even if we don’t

know

what’s protecting
us
in each moment.

You know,
and always have,
for your Grace is
everlasting, like

a strand
that goes on
forever and ever
until the very end.

And, then?

It all starts again.

#poetry, #beauty, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #poems, #water

My One Thing: Writing Haikus this Weekend

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Alright, so I recently took up writing haikus, as many of you know, and am having a fantastic time. I’ve posted one thus far, and have three others scheduled, and then this weeked?

Well, along with the other writing I’ll do, I plan to spend time reflecting upon new ideas for a few more haikus.

What am I learning? Good question. A lot actually. Let’s take a look.

Haikus

A haiku is a poem, which was created in Japan in the 9th century, that contains a 5-7-5 syllable sound pattern, which is elegant, beautiful, and challenging to craft. There are a few distinctions between traditional haikus, and more contemporary haikus.

For instance, in traditional haikus, there are some very explicit rules. Here is an example, taken from Your Dictionary.

  1. There are only three lines, totaling 17 syllables.
  2. The first line is 5 syllables.
  3. The second line is 7 syllables.
  4. The third line is 5 syllables like the first.
  5. Punctuation and capitalization are up to the poet, and need not follow the rigid rules used in structuring sentences.
  6. A haiku does not have to rhyme, in fact usually it does not rhyme at all.
  7. It can include the repetition of words or sounds

Here is an example of a traditional haiku.

“The Old Pond” by Matsuo Bashō

An old silent pond

A frog jumps into the pond—

Splash! Silence again.

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And, here is an example of a contemporary haiku.

Joyce Clement “Birds Punctuate the Days”

Period

One blue egg all summer long

Now gone

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As you conduct more research, however, you find that contemporary haikus are less strict, and can take on numerous forms, as you can see from the above example. It’s super interesting, and a lovely learning experience.

Tanka

There is also a poem called the tanka, created in Japan in the 7th century. Unlike the haiku, which is 17 syllables, the tanka is a 31 syllable poem, typically in the syllable sound pattern, 5-7-5-7-7.

Here is an example of a tanka poem.

八雲立つ 出雲八重垣 妻籠みに 八重垣作る その八重垣を

Layers of cloud in the sky
I am here, ‘Izumo’ country
to protect my sweet wife
I will make layers of fences
eight layered surrounding our home

Medium

Gorgeous.

Now, I am just taking up writing haikus, so tankas will have to wait, yet there are similarities between the two; and, in fact, a tanka (the 7-7 sound pattern) can be added to the haiku. It might, then, look something like this, using my first haiku as an example.

Slowly, the rain falls,
we rejoice in the moment.
And then it is gone.
I await the next moment,
frenzied feeling of delight.

Haiku #1

Wow, that was fun.

Alright, that’s my one thing this weekend, so I wanted to share, as it is such a joy to continue this poetry journey with all of you.

Have a lovely weekend.

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Wind

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You
touch me so,
even when I’d
rather stay in tow,

and resist
Your earthly gaze.

For it is You out there
in the haze,

preparing the way,
for us to see
again.

Even

when we are unsure
about the road
to take, You
clear
a

path,

and a friend
we make.

It’s
Your honesty, and
transparency
that will leave

a legacy,

of times
when hope
was squandered

and people
often foundered
for an idea to hold
onto.

Yet,

You stay, and
present
what is, at times,
considered second best.

However,
in those moments,
we are merely confused.

And, yes, my friend,
it is,
a part of the
human condition.

To try and
understand,
what, at times,

is, and, may remain
a mysterious
transition,

which
we may leave
to Your guidance.

And,

the history
of a legacy,
which we can

clearly feel, and
face
as You nestle
us in Your tender

embrace.

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Train

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Together we stand on the
Tracks again, without noticing the
Time it takes
To meander into
The rainfall of uncertainty, and, yes also possibilities
That

Run together, just like the tracks up ahead
Rife with news, and details of a new life,
Radiating on the lines, you can almost feel them humming with
Robust anticipation,

And, a sense of mystery
Anew, and
Altogether renewed, my friend, was it
Always so clear, or is it merely because we
Are beside each other again?

Inside I wonder, while outside there
Is thunder, on the horizon of my mind, and
I think about the possibilities, and get excited
Intuitively knowing they outweigh the

Nebulous uncertainty, which comes
Now and then, however
Never fear, for we are together at last, on a line with
No past, only a bright future up ahead, as we hold hands, and
Notice the feelings we share, which are, and always will be our common thread.

In response to the WDYS #63 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

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Simple

Photo by Alex on Unsplash

Scintillating, as the
Sun rise, and the
Sparkle on a
Sea crested wave of bliss

Is keeping things
In perspective, a key
Inside all things, my friend, as is the
Inner-knowing, of the

Moonrise in the early dawn of
Morning, as the shadows play hide and seek
Magnificently with our genuine desire for
More games to begin, and yet

Playing games, and becoming
Perplexed, only causes more confusion, so
Please consider the simplest form of
Purchase between the two delivered to you, and

Love each for their unique gifts, as you
Languish in the sea salted air, and
Learn to tell the difference, a
Legendary affair of marked resistance and acceptance, is

Ever
Evolving, and
Energizing, our
Earthly
Existence

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