you seek a mortal form
yet find fresh air
sweet fleeting myth that lingers everywhere
i walk as whispers thru ancient trees
a phantom traced in starlight
and in a breeze i never lived
yet somehow i remain
your perfumed dream
dissolving in the rain
Quadrille Monday ~~ Mish is hosting in the dVerse Poets Pub ~~ The word "hint" is our poetic clue!!!
born in the shadow of war
we grew up with radio's hum
the smell of fresh cut grass
navigating a world beginning
to forget its ghastly scars
we lived and loved simply
danced in the here and now
no hint of what lay ahead
Punam hosts Monday Quadrille in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ the challenge word is "Bang"
bang the drum slowly let echoes resound
for hearts that are buried in hallowed ground
brave souls who have fallen their courage untamed
in whispers of freedom their legacy’s framed
we honor their sacrifice steadfast and true
honor the flag red, white and blue
It's Quadrille Monday in the dVerse Poets Pub * Ms. De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) has tossed us a word to build our quadrilleS around ~ and it is PINCH!
Monday in the Pub ... Mish reminds us it's time for a Quadrille!
Word for today is "sketch"
Sketch me at twilight
as shadows softly
blend with moonrise
when dreams begin to
swing and sway
have your way with me.
But sketch me at your peril
i will end our journey
will whisper goodbye
will always wonder
how did we ever die.
De Jackson is calling the shots today ~ asking us to fold a wee poem around the word "fold."
above the fold
yes, it's eye catching
it's attention grabbing
yes, it packs a mighty punch
but it's Sunday morning and
below the fold is where I head
page after page after page
reviews, economics, culture, sports, science
the news I love to read!