brilliant tall and proud
half grown he chose the service
for the name freedom
brilliant tall and proud
half grown he chose the service
for the name freedom
Searching for Peace
Are you sure you haven’t?
Gentle Zephyr blowing by,
Fragrance drifts near…
Colors paint Sunset
On idyllic autumn afternoons—
Yet is this not peace?
Birds singing chorus
Insects and evening frogs join—
Joyful noise resounds…
Walk silent woodlands,
See what noisy people miss—
Chipmunk, lizard, deer…
Heron stalking creek,
Fox out hunting cottontails,
Showy Orchis bloom…
Down a trail waterfalls,
Whispers secrets in the mist,
Known to you alone…
Tucked away, hid
Now where few remember them
Monoliths share thoughts…
Sometimes forget where
The beaten pathway takes you—
Find peace on your own
Pendragon
© 5/29/07
Dedicated to my friend, Uncle Lar. Best Wishes. Pen.
Last edited by Pendragon; 05-29-2007 at 04:21 PM.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Thank You, Pendragon.
Thank you, dear Sir, for
Your kind words of Peace. I hope
All is well with you.
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
stepped on a penny
was likely worth a million
little did i know
falling petals drift
languidly upon the wind
direction no end
Pen got me to thinking so this is also for my friend Lar
My friend, so you need
comfort and encouragement
Please take time to pray
Worry swells within
heart so heavy as to sink
Unburden yourself
Not a sparrow falls
That goes unnoticed by Him
Much greater are you
When sorrow is great
Rely more upon His strength
Instead of your own
I am so sorry
That you have to suffer so
But this will not last
The climb to the top
Takes so much effort and time
There’s Glory up there
But you must have peace
Along your tedious climb
Find the joy in Him
Until you find peace
you can count on your friends here
To offer support
support got me to thinking
My husband tells me,
"Put on your big girl panties
and just deal with it."
Sympathetic man?
I’ve never heard him called that.
I’ll just deal with that.
I wasnt sure whether to post it in a different thread, ultimately decided to post it here anyway. This is close to a haiku but in a 5-7-7 syllable format.
Post ur comments if u wish, but I already know that its *very* typical and stuff, just posting it because... as they say- "sharing is caring"!
Trapped in time's trammel
Fighting to be free I yell
While the fears in me swell.
I try not to care
Try to overlook the fear
Seeking relief everywhere.
Time flies by, they say,
The vexing pasts shooed away
Leaving nothing on their way.
So i shut my eyes
Gulping the upsurge of sighs,
Waiting for Phoebus to rise.
Pretty banal, eh?Any suggestions?
P.S. Oh and should I perhaps open a new thread for this? comments in here might hurt the main topic of this thread...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Your first line has 6 syllables. The nitpickers would say seven, because you used a contraction. Play with form all you wish. Invent a new form. Try winning the form poetry contest and then make us use that new form to write poetry! Someone years ago had to lay out the rules for haiku, tanka, cinquain, sonnet, etc. Good Luck!Originally Posted by symphony
I wasnt sure whether to post it in a different thread, ultimately decided to post it here anyway. This is close to a haiku but in a 5-7-7 syllable format.
Post ur comments if u wish, but I already know that its *very* typical and stuff, just posting it because... as they say- "sharing is caring"!
Trapped in time's trammel
Fighting to be free I yell
While the fears in me swell.
I try not to care
Try to overlook the fear
Seeking relief everywhere.
Time flies by, they say,
The vexing pasts shooed away
Leaving nothing on their way.
So i shut my eyes
Gulping the upsurge of sighs,
Waiting for Phoebus to rise.
Pretty banal, eh?
P.S. Oh and should I perhaps open a new thread for this? comments in here might hurt the main topic of this thread...
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Healing
support is never
a harshly spoken language—
soft words repel wrath…
gentle like spring rain,
not torrential downpour—
that causes only flooding…
when the tears won’t stop
because of unmended wounds,
first aid is required…
rejection is fire
burning fiercely out of hand
love will find a way…
© 5/30/07
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
big girl panties smile
when no one is looking thru
enchanting flowers
Thank You, motherhubbard!
Thank you for your words,
Motherhubbard; I hope this
Trial will end soon.
Since Memorial
Day Weekend happened, this week
Will be very short!
blue is a color
that brings so much to the pen
writing continues
it is but a dream
waiting patiently to rise
from twilight slumber
forms and figures pass
wondering through paths unnamed
spoken with sounds read
allusions denied
yesterdays and tomorrows
designs thread as one
consider the time
of this days present moment
create the vision
together it comes
all at once to know for sure
its in his strong hands
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