Night Veil

Photo by Veerendra on Pexels.com

To bathe in moonlight

To dance beneath the stars

To revel in the darkness

Guided by stellar Polar

And in this nocturnal bliss

Uninhibited in the night veil

To chance an imbrace and kiss

And each other’s breath inhale


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Photo Challenge #365

Common Ground

Earth, Planet, World, Globe
Pixabay

There is that which divides us

Creating wedges and space

That make us distrustful

Of things like class or race

Yet there is more – which us does link:

Love and compassion

Music, and good food and drink

Smoothing the edges

Reconciling our mood

And when we look at this globe

From afar in the air

We are but a race human

As a common existence we share


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On Mother’s Day

May be an image of 2 people, including Anne Mitchell

The day approaches in which to give thanks

To the one who gave me nuture

And into the world – me carried

You were the very dawn of my life,

Who cared and cuddled

And for me did shed tears

And in my tender years held me close

Your heartbeat in my trusting ears

You were the full moon of my fledgling days

And though by others – as I grew –

My affections were thereby eclipsed

But you remain forever my mother

The measure of all women

Whose orbit I shall never forsake


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A Paint Chip Poem

The paint chip words and phrases that I used: dawnheartbeatfull moon.

While Picnics Wait

Picnic Table, Raining, Wet, Trees, Mud, Dirt, Nature
Image by StockSnap from Pixabay 

When rains
Arrive beating
Winds howl and fences creak
Be thankful for prescious moisture
Cloud born
Water
While at times falling – unwelcome
Still is a life giver
The Spring picnics
Can wait


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After an April with near drought conditions, I was glad to see much needed rain. Yet all across social media people were complaining that the May Bank Holiday was a “wash-out.” This despite the fact that the pandemic is still a very real thing.

Written for Colleen’s Poet’s Choice challenge.

Jack

Mahdie Farhadkiaei

Jack can’t be trusted

He’s in truth a bit of a rogue

It doesn’t matter what suit he’s in

He’ll shift to whatever’s in vogue

You’d thing that as a lofty facecard

He’d be a bit more discrete

But it proves that those royal cards

Can be mere villains and cheats


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Photo Challenge #364