One-Liner Wednesday. Stars.

“The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago… had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.”

Havelock Ellis

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday. #1linerweds.

Mary and Jo part 7

The shepherds recovering unsure of what they had just seen,

The stunning angel with the strange message. She’d looked like a beauty Queen.

They fed the sheep then headed for the town.

Whatever it was they obviously part of what was going down.

The star was still shining, you could see it from here .

None of them sure of what any of it meant

That angel could only of been heaven sent.

Mares and Jo were both asleep,

Angels had them safe within their keep.

Not to mention the staff of the Hotel Delph,

Everyone there was wishing this special couple good health.

At night the new star shone up above

And during the day from no where came the dove.

In the town there was a buzz

What was all the fuss.

Something new was happening.

Not like the new style, or the new look

This would be important , this would make a book!

Winging towards them the three magi.com checking their charts and computers nothing must go wrong.

They all agreed they did not trust Herod.com

There was something about him that was not quite right,

The way he had questioned them into the night.

The men on the plane had gifts on their mind.

They had brought some for the child, of the most special kind.

Frankincense, Myrrh and Gold , well it is a change from a babygrow or a coat to keep him safe from the cold.

So now we have magi.com following their star.

And the shepherds on their way from near and far.

We have angels and doves and an child who will be born to a gentle mother mild.

This is another excerpt from a version of the the Nativity story, that I wrote all through December 2011. It started here Mary and Jo Part 1

All photos from Pixabay.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #114 Magic&Stars

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #114 Magic&Stars

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Night is a mystery

Tiny stars twinkle so bright

Setting magic free.

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She raises her sword

Welding it above her head

Stars and magic bred.

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What magic you see

Stars in the sky at midnight

Please twinkle for me.

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #84 Milk&Smooth

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Light shed night and day

All along the milky way

Passage light and smooth.

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i-b-young-love-bYoung love all so new

He loved  to call her milky

Her touch was so smooth

 

 

Evenings musing

unnamed (71)Here  I  am under  the  stars and  moon

The  crickets  sing  to  each other  and  soon

There will be  silence, no cars or voices to

Break  the  quite until the  sun rises  anew.

 

Today  I  stood  by  ruin’s  walls and  felt  the  history

I seemed  to  see it  all  the  life,  the  death,  the mystery.

What webs of intrigue went on  where I stood

Was there fighting  on this  spot , was it  for evil or  for  good.

I guess I  shall never know!

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Night’s Weave

You  set  me  spinning

My  spirits  winging

Shooting  out on  silken tendrils

Pinging  back  hooked up  on  spindles.

Up into  the black  starry  sky

Floating  free I  soar  and fly.

Silken  webs I  spin  and  turn

Catching  dreams  then  watch  them burn.

Uplifting, a  glorious  high

I don’t need  wings to  zoom  and fly.

I can’t  believe  this  glorious  night

Among  the  star  I  float like  a kite

You  set  me  spinning

My  spirits  winging

Shooting  out on  silken tendrils

Pinging  back  hooked up  on  spindles.

Flying in the Pink

Dreams of flying in the Pink

Once upon a moonlit dream I flew

Carried by a thousand  fairy hands

I am not lying  this was true

Flying weightless covered in  billions of silver  fairy strands.

 

My hair flying in the breeze

As glow worms light my way.

Over woodlands and lakes just above the trees.

Drifting, sleeping through my flight  towards the light of day.

 

Gentle  stars  watch my progress

I sleep deeply  never stirring not a blink

Pretty lights adorn my pink and flowing dress

On and on into the   night will I reach the brink.

 

Once upon a moonlit dream I flew

Carried by a thousand  fairy hands

I am not lying  this was true

Flying weightless covered in  billions of silver  fairy strands.

Music themes Space

47whitebuffalo    and Bearspawprint  have a new challenge. They willl each find six musical selection on a theme that we will take turns choosing.  Eva graciously agreed to choose the first theme and she chose SPACE   they agreed to post the first group October 1, 2013.  Today.  Now we shall see if we chose the same pieces.  Anyone who would like to join us certainly may.  We are hoping to encounter new music within our determined frameworks. This October 1 SPACE  as in:  planets, moons, stars, ‘outer’ space, big bang, space sci fi was chosen by Eva.  I have constructed a “page”to house  this first group of music choices.  If you have contributions, ideas, suggestions, more music please feel free to post with  relevant links in the comments. Here are links to Eva’s page: http://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/10/01/space-whats-between-your-ears/ Space ~ what’s between your ears? Here is the link to  SPACE  MUSIC page:  http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/music-themes-space/ And here are the SPACE selection I chose: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for the great idea Ladies!!

Moonlight Haiku

Oh! the silver moonlight sparkles

Softly breathes the moaning sea begging release .

Flame red her hair shimmers.

Weeping in the moonlight on the shore

Silver beams catch her beauty

Will her socks be wet for evermore.

Violin notes climbing strident upward

Climb on the breeze riding the night .

Escaping hopes ascending sweetly into endless flight.

Beautiful in the moon’s light

Wondering out into the night Earth calling

Watching silver wishes falling such amazing sight!

Moon Beams

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There we were mum and me in our special place under the old fir tree.

Dreamily we would be watching the moon beam at us through the tree.

Looking out across the lake such fine life plans we did make.

Fabulous stories we did tell of fairy’s elves and wicked witches’ spells.

Lighted castles on the far shore we could see as far as heaven’s door. My mother’s voice was soft as silk I have not heard one since that was of it’s ilk !

That special time before I went to bed is soundly stored inside my head. Oh! such wonderful tales were told  with fair damsels and knights so bold. As the moon beams danced and played slowly my concentration would stray, my little arms and legs would grow heavy as I saw maidens dancing by the bevy.

Finally I’d fall asleep after we’d asked the lord my soul to keep . Gently then she’d pick me up and to my bed she’d carry me up. Then my socks and shoes take off and teddy lain by my side. She would warmly wrap me in my blanket of stars and I’d drift off to dreaming spires.

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