An Unholy Hour

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The sea churned at an unholy hour
surrounded by some mystical power
crashing the deck a raging wave
tonight the crew must be brave
how many would be lost or dead
dark clouds circulating overhead

from the captain’s lips he swore
flattening the sails as the sea roars
hungry sharks waiting for a feast
songs of the siren luring them east
the starless sky an ominous black
there would be no turning back

a blade of hope a twist of fate
over the horizon a sunrise awaits
the captain walks with a swagger
the sea retreats and loses its anger
standing on the edges of a new day
iconic lighthouse guides the way

written for The Sunday Whirl 
incorporating the following words in poem or prose

wave turning unholy lips swagger lost dead rise twist blade feast edges 

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Mythical Script

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There once were two fools
that sailed the ocean blue
feasting on wondrous words
searching for golden swords 

chasing mythical creatures
dragons and dream weavers
the stars and moon their guide
navigating the changing tide

a beast capsized their ship
buried an unfinished script

written for dVerse Quadrille hosted by De

prompt to write a 44 word quadrille
incorporating the word myth

author's note:  This was written for a friend
in mind.  If you're out there this is for you.  

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Today, I Found

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Beauty hidden in the tall lake weeds
along the colorful wildflower shoreline
here a great blue heron quietly feeds

sitting under a giant weeping willow tree
listening to nature's musical composition
there is a calmness that puts me at ease

white wispy clouds and a soft blue sky
spring full blown in its natural splendor
yellow irises and bees catch my eye

today, I found beauty and it was glorious  

What's Going On? Choosing Beauty 

hosted by Sherry 

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A Mystery Unsolved

How often we ponder skies of blue
searching for signs and secret clues

Time and space we wish to explore
looking beyond the front door

Has the universe defined our destiny
do we feel our eternal melody

Ticked away each precious day, dreaming 
into the night chasing moonbeams

A lifetime of poetic mystery unsolved
the earth 's path continues to revolve

Heaven a vastness stretching far and wide
why do flowers grow by a busy roadside

Round and around, we go with each season
nature evolves it needs no reason

The concept of universal interventions
gives us hope for heartfelt intentions

Stars light the way through the darkness
leading towards mystical brightness 

linking with dVerse Poets Pub - MTB - Taking a line down 
Hosted by Laura

And so for today’s MTB prompt we are taking a lyrical line and defining it word by word in an acrostic:

I have chosen this line How time has ticked a heaven round the stars. A poem line from Dylan Thomas
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Let Them and Let Me

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Let them be baby birds
robins eating earth worms

Let them be the wildflowers
drinking in a spring shower

Let them be the majestic trees
offering a delightful breeze

Let them be the dreamers
the truth and hope believers

Let me hear wondrous birdsong
joining in on their sing-a-long

Let me enjoy the beauty of the day
whether skies are blue or gray

Let me walk freely in the forest
resting under the canopy nourished

Let me be a visionary of tomorrow
searching for healing from life's sorrow

linking with dVerse Poets Pub Poetics 
hosted by Mish - Thank you for visiting

Concert of Birds

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On a spring day enjoying a concert of birds
 listening to the soft coo-coo of Mourning Doves
the tap tap tap tap of a Downy Woodpecker
a duet between Song and House Sparrows
flashing in sunlight an American goldfinch
nesting in the cattails Red-winged blackbirds
listening to the raspy notes of European Starlings
singing its repertoire of songs a Northern Mockingbird
rejoicing in the melody of a warm spring day 

linking with dVerse Poets Pub - Hosted by Bjorn 
writing poetry from a list 

author's note:  I use the Cornell University Merlin App to identify bird sounds.  The birds included in my list poem are the birds I recorded yesterday.

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Homesick for my Soul

courtesy of Pixabay Steven Batty

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep in my soul is a longing
seeking a place of inner peace
truest sense of spiritual belonging
gathering of self; scattered pieces

Singing dirges of loss ...

Calling my weary soul back home
parts misplaced in the journey of life
how many miles have I roamed
answers found in my nightly flights

Singing  a hymn of hope...

Heart ache of love needs tending
self-reflection in a blue teardrop
messages my dreams are sending
enlightenment on a mountain top

deep in my soul is a longing
gathering of self; scattered pieces

 linking with dVerse Open Link Night  - hosted by Sanaa

 What's Going On? Solastagia - hosted by Sherry