When the heart is clear
18 June 2020
Smothered chest
night’s dark reflections
to ponder
I gathered
the dreamtime’s buried landscapes
into wake of day
The wonder
Decomposing nights
into day
Through the light
we often recover sight
when the dark is cleared
Bosom reared
handiwork of soul
From the start
to the end
it always knows what to mend
when the heart is clear
Reading of the poem:
Shinnobu – Heal me
A silverlining
17 June 2020
The garden stretched forth
Leaves scattering in its midst
Grass strewed evergreen
Windmills of my mind stirred slow
Recognition of the light
Paper planes flew low
Their noses scraping the dust
The rubble moved slight
The mind composed bleak answers
Call of the heart rising through
Clouds pearled lily white
Amidst announcement of storm
A silverlining
The heart contrasted with mind
Choices like ribbons flew south
Reading of the poem:
The Awakening Of A Woman (Burnout) -The Cinematic Orchestra
Deep into mountain
15 June 2020
The ground heaved to sounds
Spluttering of flames within
The core of the earth
The mind harkened to whispers
That spelt cruelty of men
Eruption threatened
Smoke blew from underbelly
Projections in air
Taut silence blazed in bosom
Rage of many fires swelled
The lava gushed forth
Its path a river winding
Deep into mountain
Anger in the mind spilled forth
Erasing taunts of humans
Reading of the poem:
Hypnotic eyes – Shinnobu
Opposites melding
14 June 2020
Humming sounds
they speak of vessels
Thinning air
Lights alit
The will of mind to submit
to the loving waves
The outreach
The hand of the One
It relays
the blessing
The only thing now missing
reconciling odds
Princely speech
A new beginning
Bridges reach
beyond sight
Dark corners receive the light
Opposites melding
Reading of the poem:
Sunset – Abel Korzeniowski
Centuries of gifts
13 June 2020
Walk with me
in meadows of green
I am witch
of the land
The time is but creeping sand
passing through fingers
Death lingers
on the land’s outskirts
Body hurts
as it breeds
swallows fears that it yet feeds
Dichotomy’s stance
The shining
Magic awoken
from my heart
to my hands
They give and don’t make demands
Centuries of gifts
Reading of the poem:
Antaeus – Kyrie
Femininity
12 June 2020
The reproach
It peels off desire
Rekindle
The lost fire
Words stroking and stoking slow
Embers under ash
Head held up
The pride an anthem
Snakes galore
Friends seldom
We pick stealthily our wars
Resolute choices
Bosom soaked
In spirit of brave
Women fly
Their flags high
I am every woman cloaked
Femininity
Reading of the poem:
The Temptation – Zero Project
You are my bright star
11 June 2020
The descent
In love’s psalmody
Binding heart
Rule of thumb
Thoughts about when we were numb
Hearts bitter and tight
Reckoning
Of imprint of soul
Unknown call
Of the tribe
The flutters of heart describe
Effect of the fall
Wave of dreams
You are my bright star
Suspended
In the skies
You are reason my heart flies
To polar extremes
Reading of the poem:
Miles Davis – Smoke gets in your eyes
A heron looked on
8 June 2020
The pond was icy
Surface a thin pane of glass
Like mirror it cracked
The gap extended
Glistening scales gleamed within
Their presence promise
A heron looked on
Slowly the surface did break
The fish would come through
Reading of the poem:
Written in the context of Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge using the words Break and Glass. Words and rules consultable here
Stive Morgan – Magic Travel
When bosom is spent
7 June 2020
Wild flowers
Slender fingertips
Atonement
Peering through
The face like a daisy’s gait
Nimble and humble
Meadows strewn
Pathways scintillate
Meanings sink
Into heart
The soul a wolf singing low
Songs of never more
Breathe me in
I am canticles
Chiming through
Desert rain
I am remainder of pain
When bosom is spent
Reading of the poem:
Stive Morgan – Ice And Fire
When the light dies out
7 June 2020
Light is love
Darkness breeds the hate
We translate
Emotions
Anger is a reckoning
Of the love waning
Northern star
Life is within you
Embracing
Nothingness
I feel it your soft caress
Piercing through the veil
Hold me close
Within your bosom
Love to flout
All about
The darkness tends to blossom
When the light dies out
Reading of the poem:
Quinn – I will believe
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