dear joy

 

Visit often

Unannounced or planned

Tap on our doors and windows

With your spring step & top       hat

Remind us of blue sky

When the day is fiddled-grey & fog-spun

Or calm walk     by the lake      shore

when ticking clock is mad         spin-wheel

Gather our pettiness

Along with the fallen yellow      leaves

We will find you,        a glass stone

To treasure along with our bowl of     half-

missing & lost things

Brush us tingling as   warm    towel

On a cold day, lifting      us with

silver wings              & cries of          gladness

Unmeasured, we          glide

above stiff-brown trees,           singing

Posted for dVerse Poets:  Poetics - Choose Joy, hosted by Merril D.Smith.

Thanks for your visits and comments.

it begins with

 

blue 

blue iris

blooming blue iris

in spring, fresh as dew

heradling a season of flowers-

delicate pink hydrangeas,forget-

me-nots, red roses and orange-gold marigolds

lavender and purple, mixed with laughter & cries

of children, stories & jokes on mustard picnic blankets-

my balcony circled by bright yellow zinnas & orange calendulas

let me remember the pattern of joy

& the weaved threads of gladness-

sun-wheel of blessings-  

before my memories 

sloppily-slip in the 

rain

Alma Thomas, The Eclipse (1970), acrylic on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Poetics:   Writing Something Beautiful, hosted by Melissa Lemay.  Thanks for your visits and comments.

thankful

 

i trace the moon's face with ink

darkness & starlight

- a stunning flower, a pearl-

thank you moon

i gather the blue from the sky,

the unburdened flights of gulls & 

serenity of murmuring tides-

thank you lake

i click & tap on black keyboards

my hands are busy bees

hopping & gliding along excel sheets-

thank you work colleagues

i read the words of dead poets

as yellow daffodils rise & bloom (again)                     

as birdsongs fill the air (again)     

thank you garden        

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Thanks for joining us!                       

footsteps on the hill

We hike on man-made hill, overlooking the city.   The sky is muted blue-grey, with caramel  warmth of the noon day sun.   On this day, we are grateful for many things - one is a free Monday, instead of going to work.   We talk about what we really love to do and toil away our hours without regard for money - arts, writing, reading, craft and gardening.   How we would enjoy our days, dotted with activities that fill us, as homemade banana bread and hot coffee and chocolate.   Still, we are thankful for the steady jobs that we have, and that allows us to pursue with passion the "other stuff".  Around us, the leaves of the maple trees are showing rust - a sign that summer is ending. We sweat it out, up the steep slope, our footsteps crunching the pebbles.

birds and bees feast
on crab apples on ground- red
autumn wind is rising

Grace @ EverydayAmazing

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday, hosted by Frank J.  Tassone.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Happy Labour Day!

Today, I let the light in-

the sun is a milk-cotton daisy
blooming along side glorious tulips

              i will not count
              creases on my forehead

the sky sings a breezy fruity tune-
while dandelions sip yellow tea 

             i will not rue
             emerging strays of white hair

the wind brings lake's salty tears-
seed pods open, spraying golden grains

             i will not bother
             creaming my wrinkled hands 

the trees are shimmering glassy chandeliers 
covering cracks, like leavening on dry crust- 
             
             i am grateful -
             another day of beginnings




Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Come and Join us when the pub door opens at 3pm EST.

A Canadian Feast

lead me 
where the tree is a cathedral
of colors
and the sky is a river of light

where simple joys
outshine any shadows of sorrow 
stain the forest floor with 
fat cheeks of ferns, 
wild lips of flowers, 
& poised coats of mushrooms  

that I may see the 
wisdom
of your brown-weathered palms-
that I may rest on your
bosom of green
and roots of serenity-

ink my pen
with dew and seed pods
from your autumn harvest

for today is a feast
of thankfulness for this good earth 

Grace@Rattlesnake Point, Milton, Ontario

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Poetics:  A Cause for Celebration - Hosted by Walter Wojtank - Yesterday was our Canadian holiday- Thanksgiving.    

Gratitude

 Source:   Page 115, The Modern Prometheus

Love,

have a care-

Work this passion

                   of its excess

Return a hundred fold:  peace

Demand 

gratification

small as acorns

                   & berries

My companion will be content

with the same fare -

Our bed of dried leaves

                    & the sun 

ripen(ing) our food-

This is the result of blackout poetry process.   The original is a page from The Modern Prometheus.

Posted for:   D'verse Poet Pub - Blackout poetry, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg

and Poetry Jam - One word for 2015:   hosted by Alan ~  Mine is Gratitude.

Abundance

                                                                               image by Klaus Enrique Gerdes




there is loneliness in these quiet streets,
it stretches, unspoken grief to my street,
I pick it up, limped leaf, trampled flower


there is unwanted madness in the air
it pollutes mind hungry for nature's air
I open the windows, spring is outside


Gather blooms, greens, fruits, vegetables today 
forgotten garden, new and fresh today
with blessed eyes, the world is abundant  


Nourish the land, of grateful seeds and trees,  
Harvest is rich, enough for you and me 





Posted for The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads:   Poetry Form:   The Blues Sonnet
Iambic pentameter with the Rhyme scheme is thus: A. A. a. B. B. b. C. C. c. e.e.
and The Mag 120 

A grateful heart

A blessed beautiful day to everyone ~

quote source:   http://bitsotruth.blogspot.com/2011/08/01810.html

If God Should Go On Strike

It's just a good thing God above

Has never gone on strike

Because He wasn't treated fair

Or found things He didn't like

If He ever once sat down and said

"That's it, I'm through,

I've had enough of those on earth

So this is what I'll do

I'll give my orders to the sun

Cut off your heat supply

And to the moon give no more light

And let the sea run dry

Then just to make it tough

And put the pressure on

I'll turn off the air and oxygen, till

Till every breath is gone"

Men say they want a better deal

And so on strike they go

But what a deal we've given God

To whom everything we owe

We don't care who we hurt or harm

To gain the things we like

But what a mess we'd all be in

If God should go on strike.

~anonymous~

Author's Note:   Canada Post is still on strike.   No, it is not good but we are coping with it.   The longer it gets, you actually can find that you manage without it's services.

Poetry credit:  


http://theworksofhope.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-god-should-go-on-strike.html

Go with your heart

We visited our friends yesterday and had a wonderful time walking in their new town (the weather was cool) while catching up with news and updates.   Both our families have migrated to Canada and had our own share of challenges while taking care of our children.   We agreed that the future belongs to our sons and daughters.   We, as parents and older professionals, will just have to make the best of our lot, and move forward.

My musing after our visit:

Your choices and decisions determine your path in life.  Be brave to spread your wings and see what lies ahead and beyond.  It doesn't matter if you eventually discovered it is not for you.   At least now you know better.    Don't regret your decisions because you are always a better person and a stronger individual in making a firm stand.   For me, what is pitiful is for someone to go through life, with half their eyes closed, afraid and fearful of the unknown and never experiencing nor having their heart touched by deep passions or emotions.   Live life to the fullest.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend!

"Wherever you go, go with all your heart." -Confucius

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The secret of great relationships

What one simple thing can you do to make a big difference in your relationships?

There is a story of a married woman who was very frustrated about her relationship with her husband.  She felt that the husband was not helping her in the home, was unresponsive to her conversations, and generally found fault with everything that he did.


The marriage counselor told her to try one thing:   To thank the husband for something that he did for the day, and not to expect any response from him.   So, she went home and tried to notice one good thing  that her husband did.   Sure enough, she noticed that he bought some groceries home.   She said, "Thank you for buying these items today".    The next day, she said, "Thank you for preparing my coffee."   She did this for the next few days, saying thanks to her husband for a chore or a deed, and not expecting anything in return.


The husband was at first surprised about the change of behavior but noticed increasingly that she was thanking him, more than once a day.   After a few weeks,   he said to her one day,  "Thanks for the supper - it was good."    From this time on, he started thanking her for the little things that she did.


When the marriage counselor checked with the woman after a few weeks, the woman said that their relationship was going great and that she was lucky to have a caring and thoughtful husband.


So what changed?


Just one simple word but it worked wonders ~

Here is a wonderful video about the secret of great relationships:  
The 100/0 Principle from Simple Truths:

Simple Truths - We Hope You Enjoyed the movie!

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