Bright Yellow Sunshine
To be admired, captured
By exquisite Rose
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Yellow.”
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Delicate Yellow
Delicate Roses
Delivered free from nature
To brighten the world
Giving Gifts
Gifts make me happy
Giving gifts and receiving too
So while I be far away from family
Far away from home
The past few months
I’ve said goodbye to Candy Crush
(Level 213)
I’ve said goodbye to bedtimes at nine
Lifted my hands and started to write
So for this Christmas
I have a gift from my heart
A thought I have dreamed up
A book I have written
Personal edition not for sale
Gift to friends and family
To wish all the souls I love
Scattered across the globe
A very merry Christmas
From Vonita in Sydney
Because while I am here
You are in my heart
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Getting Seasonal.”
Burnt Lime Balloon
Reflections
Mirrored in balloons
Of burnt lime
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Twinkle.”
Angel Wings
Angel wings
Take me by surprise
Twinkle bright
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Twinkle.”
Day Job
Time slipping through my fingers
Being released and flying far away
Just as I would lift my eyes to
Watch as a balloon floats
Higher, smaller into the skies
Until it can be seen no more
So does my time fly further from me
Until there is no more left
To do the things I need to do
And all that remains
Are memories of a faded day
(I need to write a software system by Tuesday, and am not very far in progress. I may be offline on the weekend #becausefocus)
Fragile
Flowers offered in peace
To do what flowers do best
Offering comfort
Offering relief
But none is taken
None is found
Because there is no balm
When three young hearts
Farewell their mother
And parents lose their son
New week’s morning transformed into a
Lifetime of mourning
Flowerscape
Landscape of flowers
Presenting a bright sea to
A nation in tears
The Object of My Dejection
We have a lemon, but only one and its green
In seasons past
I have dreamed
Of fruit trees
And worm farms
Composting bins
Vegetables fresh
Hand grown by me
Strawberries
Passion fruit
Blueberries too
Overflowing gardens
Feeding the family
I invested
In pots and saplings
Seeds and gardening things
And at seasons end
The bugs and birds
Had a feast and
All I had to show
For my time
My effort
My money
Was a handful of tomatoes
A few green beans
And a lemon tree
#notquitefeedingthefamily
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Object of My Dejection.”
Creating Worlds
Words create worlds
And so I’ve learnt
What we say, what we mean
Is expressed so easily
By those words we would speak
So speak wisely, act wisely
There is responsibility
In having the power to write
In having a voice
Writers unite
In writing a world
Where words could create
Worlds in which we would
Want to reside
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