Black fine robe she wears,
gives solace to my spirit,
her magic – charming,
a soul catcher from afar,
walks along with the shadow.
Her peaceful aura,
expands beyond time and space,
waiting patiently,
to finish our agonies,
and fly to a new empire.
I call upon thee,
custodian of god’s gates,
hold me in your arms,
sing me a sweet lullaby,
and I will sleep in your embrace.
Tanka : Japanese poetry having five unrhymed lines of 5, 7, 5, 7, 7 syllables
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Underneath the percolating rain drops in sand, beneath the dew drops rolling down the leaf blades, among the playful waves of roaring oceans, there’s a deep silence, only heard by a heart calm within : Vandana Sharma
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May 2, 2015
Sweet Death : Tanka
Apr 22, 2015
Floating Into The Abyss : Busto Sonetto
Wrapped in flowers of lost love,
her body drifts in aqua,
only memories to accompany,
her soul carries
the weight in quanta,
yearning for peace in the sky above.
Red is the colour of blood and of water,
glistening under the boulders,
shoving her body subtly,
flower petals ‘neath her smoulder,
thorns like dagger ready to slaughter.
But tis her final journey of bliss,
departing from all the desires,
and putting off her soul’s fires,
she floats into the abyss.
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Brooke Shaden photography
Busta Sonetto
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Apr 21, 2015
The Shadow Disappears…………..
Trailing red blood on white snow,
a shadow walks beside the pine tree rows,
faceless, spiritless, mass of bones,
roams from the realm unknown,
a shrill, chilling song it cries,
strong echoes that break the ice,
no footprints left after,
limping forward and faster,
away from all the worldly fears,
as the past draws near,
the shadow disappears........
Apr 19, 2015
One Day Soon : Trijan Refrain
I fly above the black space,
to touch my beloved moon,
to feel his cold touch and pace,
and relive this life once more,
under moon’s gentle core,
and relive this life,
and relive this life,
I wish one day soon,
I leave my human form,
and meet my beloved moon,
together with him I’ll roam,
to places far off from earth,
in a realm away from death and birth,
to places far off,
to places far off,
I wish one day, these wishes unearth.
I wish one day soon,
the light shines upon,
glowing my icy moon,
stars smile on and on,
with love and delight.
Light burning upright,
with love,
with love,
I wish one day, everything is bright.
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Lie To Me : Rondine
Lie to me about beautiful things,
of green sea, of winter land,
of a fairy’s magical wand,
of olive trees in jungle within,
of unforgettable memorable spring,
holding hands in hands,
lie to me.
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Flying on ethereal wings,
journeying across the sands,
crossing the time’s strands,
where an angel sings,
lie to me.
For IGWRT. Quote, I chose for the prompt is, ' “Hello. I'm Leonard Nimoy. The following tale of alien encounters is true. And by true, I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies. And in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is: No."- Leonardo Nemoy
For IGWRT. Quote, I chose for the prompt is, ' “Hello. I'm Leonard Nimoy. The following tale of alien encounters is true. And by true, I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies. And in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is: No."- Leonardo Nemoy
Apr 17, 2015
Night’s Shrouds: Huitain
When sun sinks down and ocean drinks light,
dark night rises covering the town.
dark night rises covering the town.
Creatures of night, out for a flight,
feeding on lost souls trotting down.
Ripped pieces loiter on ground,
dissolve into darkness of clouds,
locked in dungeons, never to be found,
night has consumed them under her shrouds.
Huitain: 8 line poem having either Eight or ten-syllable isosyllabic lines .Rhyme scheme : ababbcbc. Or abbaacac
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