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Details In The Thread

DETAILS IN THE THREAD

The tree spreads
The fawn is small
Shelters, nurtured

Air – as will water
Will fill or empty
Whatever space
Is encountered
At this time

Large – as small
Dissolves
As time shucks off
Its shackles
And chuckles

Contented

Discipline: Senryu

DISCIPLINE

A waking daydream.
Yesteryear is here again.
No! Time to move on.

Unfinished Love Poem

UNFINISHED LOVE POEM

Lay it aside for a while
Maybe days or weeks
Sometimes even years

Till all falls into place
A significant poem will
Always find its moment

And in that moment
Their writer will also
Find a completeness

Those not significant
Reveal themselves as such
And are easily thrown away

Cosy Castle

COSY CASTLE

Out in the black a tiny spark
Blooms into flaming flesh
That flickers, a fiery dancer
Amidst a slowly forming picture
Imagined, improved, approved as
Yes … that castle only dreamt of
Time and effort bring it into view
With towers, turrets and bartizans
Crenellations atop sturdy walls
Moat and drawbridge, portcullis
A statement of power, of dominion
A protection gainst any assault
From the envious or less fortunate
Fully equipped with arrow slits
Endless ramparts, battlements
Murder holes and oubliettes
Till in time as will in time all
The tide turns and with a sigh
The sandcastle returns to sand

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This is a response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #80

Wall Calendar: Shadorma

WALL CALENDAR

Turn over
For another month.
Summer’s done.
Autumn’s here.
Make the most of it; winter’s
Just round the corner.

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 142, 1st of the Month #Poet’sChoice

Some Regal Choices

SOME REGAL CHOICES

One may refrain
From clinging to
An abandoned
Past dwelling
Maybe hovel
Maybe palace
Or simply dreamt

One may refrain
From dwelling
On what may
Or may not
Befall one
In some yet
Imagined future

Or instead
Eschewing either
Call a halt
Place one’s
Frail attention
On an awareness
Of the current moment

For time
Like a river
Has a current
And each moment
An opportunity
Before it has gone
… Forever

Sound Advice: Four By Six

SOUND ADVICE

My adviser tells me
We can do anything
Though the impossible
Takes a little longer

M Dear M

M DEAR M

I still vividly recall
The moment we first met
More than forty years back

After four marriages
(never to one another)

And here we are – Still in contact!
Next lifetime, she promised
Let’s see …
For after all …
One never knows

Here We Are

HERE WE ARE

We know, we know not
Mystery tempers boredom
Lifetimes tick away

Marching Or Hobbling?

MARCHING OR HOBBLING?

Time’s mysterious mysteries
Reveal themselves slowly
And only a bit at a time
Just as shy teen maidens

Poesy, its heralds likewise
Sweet William and daffodils
Shook Shakespeare awake
Romantics now called the shots!

This town today, Cockermouth
Resonates with connections
Largely leapfrogging steam
Safely retaining its fertility

Presently social mediates creation
Advising: seek Like or Comment
Masked insidious cattle prods
Torchbearers disdain and bleed

No past nor future not imaginary
Writer, reader, listener one breath
Caught riding the crest of the wave
In hopes of grasping immanence

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