Mountains in the distance,
at times,
it’s how it feels when
we are apart,
not living in this instance.
I look out over the rippling
blue water
waving at me,
shimmering in the partial sun
on a day
that is mostly gone.
And, I feel quiet inside,
as I consider
the measure of our commonness,
and smile in the knowing,
that we
will harness more
time, as needed,
as we prepare
for the next confidence
of our
collective consciousness.
In response to the WDYS #83 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
The table is set,
should I call the rest?
It’s that time again.
Time
to come together, and talk
about the weather, nay
politics, isn’t it rich?
I reminisce.
Times at the table, the sun
shining outside, cascading inside
filtered light, a delight.
Grandparents in the kitchen,
one hovering over a pot,
beans of some kind,
a roast in the oven,
and kids running
back and forth,
such fun.
All didn’t fit at the tiny table,
9 kids in all, with another,
oh, 20 plus or so,
cousins, ourselves,
we did call.
Though we didn’t all fit at the tiny table,
a much larger one
could be found on the patio,
crafted and created by my dear grandfather,
so long ago.
Memories
like this are so rich and full of life,
it’s like I can taste the food,
and feel the conversation,
at times, yes, full of strife;
and, yet love was at the center,
through tons of stormy weather.
Connections like this are rare indeed.
My invitation?
Hug
and love those closest to you,
when you feel the need.
In response to the WDYS #78 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
A candle do I see
Standing straight and tall
Just like a tree
A strong base that holds it tight
All throughout the night
Flame atop
Is such a beautiful delight
A number we are given
Each year we pass the test
Just like the rest within the nest
Of humanity, and yes
We are given other things,
Like names that we hold dear
All throughout our years
On this planet
Spinning around the sun, and
Every 365 revolutions we earn another one
In response to the WDYS #57 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Is that you I see,
Or is that me
Chasing after you
Along this life,
Yet You’ve always stayed
In place, a majestic space
Full of grace, and
A long lingering embrace
When confused, I look
And see
You reflected back at me
The love inside given,
Without a hand out
Always forgiven, and
Mutually driven
Toward tomorrow
With a sense of purpose
Developed
And always enveloped
In a love I see and feel
Deep down
At the core of Being
No mistakes or fleeing,
Always a returning, and
A knowing,
Even when times are tough
And slow-going
Always there in connection
As I stare outward
At that sparkling reflection
A mirror of my Soul,
Which doeth take part
And happily impart
Everlasting joy,
A true beauty to enjoy
Is this thing we call life
In response to WDYS #56 on Keep it Alive, by Sadje.
Lives in all places
Where light and dark
Play and roam, fancy
To find the tome
Of your heart’s desire
Where lives the fire
That stood that night
When times were a fright
Yet, were also alright
Because you knew
the Truth
About a life that lives
By light
That Wonder
Extinguishes the darkness
Of all the hours
Until the flowers bloom
And also always loom
Like a boon
Of Wonder, for
You to discover
Know It is always alight
And knows
You are alright
Even in times of
Discorded plunder
When you are asunder
There is and
Will always be Wonder
Have a wonderful evening, everyone.
In response to the WDYS prompt #53 by Sadje on Keep it Alive.
What do you see
When you look in my eyes
Of times gone by
Or times yet to be
Questions you have
About that which was grand
And though they are
Present
Please don’t forget
A full life-lived
Knows
That with what was
grand and noble
Comes also, the
Drab and ignoble
Love knows, and
Embraces both
For love we are
Forevermore,
Trying for something more
Is nevermore
For Sadje’s prompt WDYS #52.
Be well everyone.
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