Thursday photo prompt – Messenger #writephoto

This  is  my  entry  for  Sue Vincent  of  Daily  Echo weekly  #writephoto. This  week  the  title  is  The  Messenger.

This  photo  suggested  a  harbinger, an awaited  new  life, a  carol maybe or  even Pagan.

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Cold  the  winter, bare  the  trees

The  berries are  all long  gone

Harsh  the  wind , the  water set  to  freeze

Still, hush all around  not even a  bird’s  song.

 

Expectant  they  wait, as  they  always do

For  the  flap  of  wings  that brings  the  news

Frost in  the  morning  and  the  evening  too

Tempers  fray and  sort  is the  fuse.

 

Finally  his  wings  are  heard approaching

Excitement  grows  for  the  news  he  brings

He has  seen  the  change  encroaching

The dark  has reached  it’s  length,  he  sings

 

The messenger,  the  lone  black  Raven

Tells them  they  have  reached  the  Soltice

Rejoice and  make  your praise  to  heaven

The Light will now  return, we can prepare  the  feast.

 

 

Please shut the door tight. Trio of Haiku

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Please shut  the  door  tight

Keep out  the  nightmares  of  life

Horrors are in flight.

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Please  shut  the  door tight

Keep happiness safe in  here

There’s nothing  to  fear

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Please shut  the door tight

Don’t allow a crack of  light

The magic’s  too bright

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Thursday photo prompt – Peace – #writephoto

This week  for  our Thursday  Photo Prompt  from  Sue  Vincent  of  Daily  Echo  we  have  this  beautiful  photo  of  a  bed  and  pillow  made  from a  tree trunk. It is  so  beautiful  and  I  have chosen  to  write a  poem  this  week. I have  added a  few  photos  to illustrate  my  poem I hope  this is  allowable Sue?  Rules and Pingback  Here 

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Mottled   green and grey shadow

Lush grass  and  flowers in summer  grow

The  spirit  of  the  wood sleeps  in  summer breezes

Sunshine and  growth  her  mind  eases.

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In the  Autumn the  spirit has a  blanket  of  gold

Chills  lick  her  heels as again she  feels old

Bonfires  and  animals  setting  up  store

The  spirit  knows  there is  more  to  endure.

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Underneath  a pure  white  blanket  of  snow

The  short  days  and  Winter’s   holy  glow

The  Christmas  spirit  comes  to visit  her

They  sip  a  toast on her  bed , their  love  they  aver.

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The  new  year  is  born of  their  union eternal

Spring  brings  tiny  flowers  and  blossom

She  feels  young  and  new all her powers  thrive

All  around  her  flora  and  fauna  glad  to  be  alive.

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In full bloom of  life  Summer returns

Her  magic  throbs , grows  and  burns.

So  all is  repeated, the circle of  life

Her  bed   her  resting  place  always present.

Mottled   green and grey shadow

Lush grass  and  flowers in summer  grow

The  spirit  of  the  wood sleeps  in  summer breezes

Sunshine and  growth  her  mind  eases.

 

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Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 39 – MIRROR & HARBOR

This  week  for  Colleen Chesebro‘s weekly poetry  prompt Mirror  & Harbour I  have  chosen  to  do  two Tanka.

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Painting  by  John William Waterhouse 

 

Looking out to sea

A long days wait looking  for lights

Cold cold  the  harbour

Lost loved ones to cruel sea

Pain mirrored in harbour Lights.

 

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Painting  by  George Hitchcock

Mirror like  the  sea

Shows life stormy and  becalmed

No safe harbour yet

Thrashed on the rocks  we cling on

Hoping against hope  for calm.

 

Hanging on by a broken thread.

I am loosing  my  tenuous  grip  on life

My place   in  the  scheme is  slipping  away

Am I  needed, as  mother , lover or  wife.

Slipping  further  in to  darkness  every  day.

 

The words more  bitter  and  harder  to  take

Loosing  those  I love , the  ties  cut as they leave

It hurts  as I feel   my  heart shatter  and  brake

Don’t  want  to pretend anymore  it is  too hard  to fake.

 

So I  bury  my  head  in  music and  try  to  ignore  the pain

Just  Hanging on  by  a broken thread.

 

 

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #147 Leap&Throb

This  week  our  Ronovan  of Ronovanwrites has  set  us  the  Weekly  Haiku  Challenge   with  the  words Leap  and  Throb.

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Just  the  thought of  you

Will make  my  heart  leap  and  throb

My heart throb are  you

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Leap out  of  the  way

If that  big  block hits  your toe

It will throb all day.

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Make  my  spirits leap

My heart throbs alongside  yours

Our Love is  tender.

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Sons ……….. and Daughters

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We  raise  them

We  praise  them

Goodness  knows

That’s  how  it  goes

If  we  don’t no one  will

Do  the  care..good  or  ill

 

I suppose  they do

In their  own way ,true

They’d  miss us if we were not here

Would  they  cry  or  cheer

Would  we  be without  them though?,

What’s  that I  hear, a resounding  NO!

To  all Mums  especially  Sue Vincent