when we move

 the beat goes off center &

        dives into an exquisite fusion-

high&low, crash&burn as if

       time is one long meandering s-e-c-o-n-d

slowly the hardness in our eyes

      & troubled words fall on floor 

smoke dissolves us

     green & light instead of black & weary fighters

we listen as the man grooves his heart

      & guts in his music, our sky retracts  

as we find our pulse,

     verses bare with excitement

flexes then another Ripple

     moves us like water  filled

with eXpectancy 
    
     optimism tears our chest, now a forest

we forget our scars

     battles that broke our wings, instead
        
we run, RuN aWay

     as if nOthing needs mending

                                                          nothing  

Kylli Sparre via Colossal Blog

Originally posted for D'verse Poets Pub - ~ This has been in my draft so finally happy to post it.  Writing inspired by beat poetry ~  Thanks for the visit ~

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Inside//Outside my Head

This poem lives outside my head
It strikes at the edges & wallows
in unfinished business, cusps &
in between, backspaces & deleted words

It enjoys rowdy street crowds
and music blaring from the young man
tapping his fingers on keyboards as if
he's in a concert instead of subway stop

Sometimes it jogs early morning alone
in the beach or park, lost in its verses
unmindful of time, who comes nosing close
like an eager puppy waiting for a treat  

Some nights, it sips margarita & refuses
to rhyme, preferring to tango & sway to
hot salsa music & restless feet, until 
shoes & restraint are forgotten in the mix

It collects broken & forgotten things
as if they are treasures instead of junk 
During winter, it presses its cheeks
against my shivering bones, croaking  
'Here's the kerosene, light that fire!'

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picture credit:   here

Winter morning

Grace@Everyday Amazing

Red

blooms trapped in ice

Brown

leaves stilled in teardrops

Blue

berries cocooned in crystals

Green

pines buried under snow bed

White

trumps all the colors, tapering

morning

ghostly pale than bloodless sky

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Resolutions

Unwoven light by Soo Sunny Park

Chain by chain

block by block

there's light underfoot

& above

& sideways

Seeping into each crack

as rain

as canvas, clean & startling

as dawn, awakening trees after

ice storm with a gentle brush of yellow 

along its bent brittle limbs

Weave and weave

knot and knot

gather, refract, pour, mirror, cast

light 

even hidden from your eyes

each wave & particle, a seed

resilient &

beautiful as you 

May your 2014 be full of light !!!

Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Resolutions ~ My resolutions are to keep myself & the people around me cheerful & hopeful & of course, to continue writing.   And on a personal note, my eldest son proposed to his long term girlfriend over the holiday.   Now plans are underway for a wedding in 1.5 years.  Whoa, change is coming fast, smiles ~

And Shared with Write,Edit,Publish-New Beginnings ~ Happy to be reconnecting with you~  

Haiku: The bamboo forest

This photo of Arashiyama is courtesy of TripAdvisor

 Bamboo Forest in Arashiyama, Japan

gentle sway of breeze

brush of bamboo leaves - music

strings the night in gold

~0~0~0~

above lantern lights

moon sparkles like diamond,

beating steadfast heart

~0~0~0~

my mother tells me:

grow upright like a bamboo

& nourish your sons

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and Poets United ~ Thanks for the visit ~

Silver

Late afternoon sun 

breaks through the grey. 

Bare trees coated in ice sparkle like stars. 

Luminous crystals.  Shower of diamond glass.   

     Silver trees.       Silver branches.       Silver salt.       

Soon the moon will  dawn its  silvery light. 

        The landscape is drowning in silver tears.        

Or maybe its my eyes watering from

seeing you for the 

first time. 

 After the Ice Storm 
Frozen Birch Tree by Positively Riveting

55 Silvery Words for the G-Man~

Thanks for the visit ~

Christmas after the ice storm

 

Picture by good friend, Fred Villacorta

Ontario, Canada

Under canopy

Icicles drip from bare trees

Slowly like tear drops

~0~0~

Snow falling like rain 

Drenches red bows & pine cones-

Ice sugar on cake

  

~0~0~

This Christmas season -  

The best gift of all- your love

unwrapped through the years

Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads:  Words Count with MamaZen - Merry Christmas to all ~ 

Winter tanka

Freezing rain by Mike Giovinazzo

Outside my window
smoky clouds veil the full moon
        to fading star light     
but snow falls whitening ground
        to a thousand lit candles   

 
~0~0~

A truck rattles by
salting the road wrapped in frost 
        Above window's edge
        crystals drip slow thin daggers
Morning melts like ice cream cone  


~0~0~

Houses are skull capped
with thin ice crystals  
Trees twist under bed of snow 
    Morning paints everything white   
    but for dead leaves, amber framed - 








Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Tanka form
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Thanks for the visit ~  Happy Holidays ~

A tribute to Nelson Mandela

Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela

Do not stand by my grave & grieve
I'm not here, wrapped in leopard skin
I am where the wind blows cruelest
So my words will scatter like grains  

Ripening land of corn & fruits 
Do not stand by my grave & grieve
I'm not here, draped in flag honors
I am where the night reigns darkest 

Burning candles beacon for peace
After slaughtering the ox, feast
Do not stand by my grave & grieve
I'm not here, blessed in holy water

I am where sky blues grass field 
And sun browns our faces with joy
Sing & dance in celebration
Do not stand by my grave & grieve

Beloved Father of Freedom, 

We bid you Farewell Madiba!

Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - In Memoriam
Poetry form:   Quartern
Shared with Poets United

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all ~

Light the candles

Grace @ Everyday Amazing

Amidst darkening sky 
Cold wind cracks a whip
Rousing black birds to flee
Fluted ash, billowing wings- 
Arc of silver from street lights 

~0~0~

Snow dust spinning threads
white on white, soft as feathers-

inside, we wax stories:  old, new
beside brick chimney
  fire settles in our bellies   

                                        

~0~0~

Early morning mass
I listen to choir in red bows  
Incense fills the air      
Your words are my candle
Banishing winter darkness 

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Poetics hosted by Mary ~  We are having a snowy day ~
Wishing you all Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays ~  Cheers ~