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Wednesday, October 25, 2017

The Journey



the journey is a challenge
minnows swimming
and darting in and out
amongst the sharks
performing an arpeggio
of survival techniques
yet all heading  in the one direction
towards the ferryman

he beckons in the distance
more visible on the horizon
than before

some travellers have huge galleons
filled with gold bullion
not understanding the ferryman
cannot be bought

their understanding
of camels and needles is
of stock market commodities

they will have to jettison
the lot before boarding

others are just swimming
a slow breast stroke
their treasure  -
a majestic dazzlement
in  nimble fingers
the living joy hidden
in their ears eyes
hearts smiles and words

Mid Week Motif - Poets United






Monday, October 23, 2017

Carpe Diem - Love


Josef and Victoria Ulma  - WW2


"greater love hath no man than this that a man  lay down his life for his friends"
John 15:13

polish catholics
who sacrificed their lives to
save their jewish friends

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Haiku Horizons





















even sand castles
do not escape the dead hand
of bureaucracy











Saturday, October 21, 2017

Fibonacci poem - 12358



                                         i
                                    wish you
                                were with me
                               watching the tv
                 you could paint my toe nails bright red

Saturday Mix - MLMM

Thursday, October 19, 2017

For The Weekend


Shadorma

rainy day
gardens need a drink
a lovely
wet friday
been a while since it's rained here
ducks and frogs give thanks

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai



for poetry blogs
kindred spirits unite
in thought and in words

Blue Moon - Diane Shaw (Jazz version)




there are so many songs
written about the moon
she finds solace in the corny ones
escaping
into their chocolate smooth melodies
hoping that once in a blue moon
something special will come her way
and she will be granted
just a short time
of peace  joy  and kindness
freed from her tormentor
freed from her duty
trying to remember
what it was like
what she was like
before she unwittingly
like Mr Rochester
embarked on the road to hell

Mid Week Motif - Poets United