In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Off-Season.”
In seasons past
This flower bright
Was Queen of all the earth
But time has come
And stolen from
This flower all her worth
Tag poetry
If You Are a Quote Lover – Day Three
I’ve been nominated by my dear friend Mark to participate in the Quote Lovers challenge so have decided to give it a go. Mark has an amazing, upbeat spirit and can be found here:
If You Are a Quote Lover, Day Two
Here are the rules:
Post your three favorite quotes, one each for three consecutive days.
With each post nominate three bloggers for the challenge.
Recognize the blogger who nominated you.
I’m going musical on this one – here’s a preview!
And my favourite quote is!
Hello Again, Neil Diamond
Hello, my friend, hello
It’s good to need you so
It’s good to love you like I do
And to feel this way
When I hear you say, hello
Please forgive me for passing on the nominations today. If anyone would like to take part, welcome to do so and ping back here.
❤
Fighting Flesh
I fight myself
The flesh that I am
Waging wars
Against worlds I find myself in
So I can fall
Onto my knees
And find my trust
My love
My everything
In Thee, my Savior, my Lord
My all
Delicate Threads
I used to think we were special
I used to think we were love
I used to think my dreams had come true
I used to think my prayers had been heard
But now I’ve learnt
My thoughts were just like threads of a spider’s web
Glistening in the sun
But as soon as it is touched
The magic that created it
Vaporises
Leaving the delicate threads
To disperse
As if nothing
Was ever there
Two Lives
Where are the words
When there are none to be said
I search for a line
But have nothing to say
I long for love
It is too much to ask
Our lives are parallel
Like two lines snaking down a track
Together into the future
Side by side
But never touching
Forever apart
Butterfly Wings
Spread your wings
Oh butterfly
Spread your wings
And fly
Warm the freezing
Winter air
With fluttering
Paper
Butter
Butter
Butter
Fly
Wings
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Off-Season.”
Narcissist
I opened my life to you
I let you inside
Not knowing
What was in your mind —
The sharp blade of a knife
And now that my heart
Is sliced up in shreds
You’ve left me on the floor
While you’ve gone searching
For more
Trusting and unwounded
Fresh slate for your
Amusement
You go knocking
On doors
Loving Grace
Your silent presence
Comforts me each time
I see your face
While others take –
You only give your
Soulful loving grace
Bubble Dreams
I
Blew some
Bubble
Dreams into the
Air
Thoughts
Of mine
My hopes and
Cares
And prayed
As each
Floated silently
Away from me
That one
Fragile
Vulnerable
Bubble dream
Would be carried
Gently back
To me
Inspired by an initial post of mine
Dreams as Bubbles before I had really started writing poetry:
https://movingtowardsthelight.com/2014/01/30/dreams-as-bubbles/
Flying High
I fly to the light
I fly to you
I fly to where
The sun shines through
I fly with hope
I fly with love
I fly with wings
To heaven above
