When the Spirits are Restless

When the spirits are restless

You shall be, too.

Your bed is a machine

Whirring and tossing you.

Tangling sheets strangle your feet.

Your eyes on fire.

Apparitions from long ago

Make their presence known.

Jolted consciousness!

It’s Alice again

And you must drink the tea.

Hares and Queens tempt you

With their hijinks.

Beg the spirits to make haste

So you can befriend the moon again.

Tireless desire rest, rest, rest.

RAIN DROPS

Rain drops patter down

On my pain

Healing waters

Where drought had been

Nourishing

Quenching

Tear-shaped drops

Replenishing

Landscape of my heart

Wishing you a lovely Valentine’s day. Many say it is a Hallmark occasion and plastic but I say it’s what you make of it. Why not celebrate love?

This poem was written for me by my Beau in around 2005.

Sharing a poem I wrote a few months ago. If you’re feeling the grips of fear, and who isn’t currently, then I think you’ll enjoy this.

Unafraid

 
 Unafraid of the darkness
 Eagles perch in wait
 Watching our movements 
If we dare

 Swooping in delight
 They carry us afar
 Up, up to
Aquarius night star
 
We float upon
 Clouds like jelly
 Aspic on our tongues
 From melted lies we left behind
 
Our flight to the horizon
 On breadth of Eagle’s wings
 Lifts our spirits 
To unimaginable height

In the inky sky
 Older now
 We learn
 To soar not crawl
 
 Unafraid of the darkness
All fear subsides
As we fly above obstacles
That no longer block our lives

-Lisa Thomson Wells

   

I wrote this little poem as a challenge: Choose one element and write about it. I chose AIR and VERSE.

What element attracts you? Water, fire, earth or air? I tend toward water but Air is my birth sign…so I chose her.

Air is breath of life, our souls. It is the power harnessed to create energy. It is also the ‘mother of thought’ and corresponds to communication and the colors yellow and white.

Inspired by the brief beauty of the season, I’ve penned “Prelude to Winter”. Enjoy her before winter pounces.

The lovely Balroop Singh’s new book of poetry, I’m happy to announce, is available for purchase this week! I can’t wait to delve into this one! She has generously put it on sale until the end of the week. Help me congratulate Balroop on her newest book of poetry, Magical Whispers.

Sharing a poem today written by Nora M. Parker.

The Aging of the Shrew

I remember when you were young
Nothing could stop the chorus song
            Of your refrain from truth.

Now you’re an abandoned bride
Old but not necessarily wise.
The script you rehearsed line by line
                   No longer applies.

A Matron saint with no one to ordain
Your time has come to
                        Leave it undone.

 Admit your wrongs, imbibe your sins
 With one last kiss
			    Dead from within.

-NMP

Photo by Charisse Kenion on Unsplash

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It’s time for Colleen’s photo prompt poetry challenge. I actually got to choose the photo for this challenge. I’m excited to see what everyone has written.

I’m once again joining the word witch, Colleen Chesebro, weekly poetry challenge, #photoprompt. I came up with three different Haikus for this photo as I played with words. Here is my favorite that turned into a #Senryu.