For Cee's FOTD, June 27, 2021: See the beautiful red dahlia on her site!
For Cee's FOTD
from seeds, and seeds
from flowers, the ground tills
itself as the seasons
roll forward in
cannot hold back
the changes, no matter
when changes make beauty
shine brighter in
a ginkgo’s viewpoint
is so simple
God our Maker
are you hearing?
oh stop and listen!
I’ve dotted my ‘i’s
and crossed my ‘t’s
for a spot of afternoon tea
in my garden retreat
Disclaimer: This photo’s from my neighbor’s garden. So many of my neighbors are dedicated gardeners and it’s a pleasure to admire their lovely gardens on my walks. I have no garden, but a lovely balcony. It’s good for a spot of tea too!
In the sky through the clouds you can see silver haze
Dispersed like the sheen of a dragon of steel
Look too long and you’ll swear that your gaze
Is returned and the dragon above sees its prey.
Do not run, do not hide, or you’ll be her next meal
Say charms, not too loud, dance a jig, maybe two
If the fear in your eyes, it can see, it can feel
Then no magic on earth can save you or save me
As she comes, whisper soft, murmur tales of lost love
Spin dreams of a land where a knight stays true blue
Melt her heart, let her eyes fill with tears, and above
Your bent head she will breathe not her fire, but her cheer.
Then your heart it will swell, you will ask all you will,
Deep lore of the earth, wondrous songs of the sea
All to you she’ll impart, from her lips it will spill
Then she’ll fly to her lair over clouds over moons.
BJÖRN RUDBERG at dVerse challenges us today to write our verse in Anapestic Tetrameter, and so I’ve attempted, with a dropped syllable in each quatrain’s second line. See more dVerse offering and join in by clicking on Mr. Linky.
When in the concatenation of bells that toll
I stop at dusty pools of ghost-bearing scents
The rains having come and gone, ashes remain
The acrid smoke of the dead stings my eyes
Choking the young, ridiculing the old
I turn away to the bowers of forest glades
Where You await storing love’s incense
And I like a wanderer home at last
Stand strong in Your warm embrace
Escaping the dragon of the past
To rise with You to eternal joy.
Green grows my garden
Where beds of daffodils dance
Nodding merry heads
For Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge: “Don’t forget that my FOTD challenge accepts leaves and berries as well as flowers.“
raindrops in millions
falling on petals
in thirsty gardens
collecting in puddles
for children to play in
drenching the sidewalks
and a lone walker
dancing and singing
a tune so uncanny
it chases a rainbow
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: 39 words using “uncanny”