Rustling reeds
26 February 2020
Twirling knots
Renewing my hair
In between
Here and there
Pieces and strands flying high
Shadows in the sky
Lustre lost
My skin flakes so pale
Gathered soft
On my knees
Yesterday a place to tease
Dying memories
Rustling reeds
Escaping fingers
Paper boats
Lining up
Dropping tea stains from my cup
I hear the silence
Reading of the poem:
Ólafur Arnalds – Not Alone
Missing steps
18 February 2020
Wandering
The mind follows bends
Of pathways
Yesterday
A walk in Netherland stride
Reckoning of wild
Wavering
Consciousness between
Allowed hues
Disowned blues
A patchwork of dreams
Uncovering streams
Plundering
In waves comes the greed
From the depths
Missing steps
The soul recovering sheen
Of forgotten spleen
Reading of the poem:
Over The Ocean – I Will Be Silent
The view loses charm
15 December 2015
Staring at its grace
Willow tree stooping over
All magic peeks shuns
Review my beauty
With attention’s past glamour
Look ignores appeal
When eye sees beauty
With too self-centred intent
The view loses charm
I Feel Pretty – Julie Andrews
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #75 Charm&Look
Ping back and rules here
The Loss of what is not there
13 September 2015
If I could appeal
To beat of your bleeding Heart
I see withering
If I could go back
Halt now shift within your heart
I see unfolding
If I could stop it
The day you will choose reason
I see oncoming
I would move time’s space
Within that fraction of mind
When intent went wrong
Alas I watch it
The Loss of what is not there
Awaiting future
When cycle is spent
Time will then fold on itself
So past comes undone
With Knowledge of Loss
You will transcend the intent
Rephrasing the past
Thus I say this much
Perhaps that you will look too
Saves us the heartache
Infinity’s voices loudly will call
13 August 2013
Trodden ruffled feathers life will now smooth
Silken whisper follows rising of pitch
Eroding sadness for soul now to soothe
Stranger rebounds meet not many a glitch
Silvery cords on twin bodies will glide
Wild strings will gather in gardens so lush
Stray notes rotating in bodies collide
Heated moments cause more than cheek to flush
Crescendo the music will yearn to play
Raging with thunders of hunger’s appeal
Dawning upon welded bodies of clay
Daybreak mellow with bond will twin souls seal
Infinity’s voices loudly will call
The higher the rise the starker the fall
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