It's the penultimate month of 2019...the end of the year near as well as the decade.
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Colorful Music
leaves like confetti like a dance floor at midnight colorful music The above poem is written in the form of Haiku. Haiku is an unrhymed poetic form consisting of 17 syllables arranged in three lines of 5-7-5 syllables respectively. Haiku tends to relate primarily to NATURE. Learn more about poetry styles here. Hey y'all, thanks … Continue reading Colorful Music
Shifting Amber- Michael Erickson
Follow me 'round the ends of this Earth, Upon outstretched wings of gold. Rest upon a bed of fresh down, And forget the coming sleep of ice. Bask in glowing leaves so burnished, As crisp Autumn's breath kisses your cheek. Lose yourself among these walls of shifting amber, Let go each laden woe. For now, … Continue reading Shifting Amber- Michael Erickson
October’s Song by Phillip Knight Scott
They say October has announced itself in multicolored appendages and mornings you cling close to your chest even as trees drop all modesty. Nature’s design has always been to promise tomorrow’s potential even as revolution leaves us tilted more closely darkness. So we are marching through the elements
Criss Crossed- Michael Erickson
Criss crossed is the path with shade, Cooling me from this summer ease. I feel elation at the rising cold, As it burns out in the sunlight. "No yet," I whisper with a smile, "it's not your turn to enter this stage." Yet persist you do upon this languid painted scene, Sky so blue, clouds … Continue reading Criss Crossed- Michael Erickson
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By Charles Robert Lindholm Poetry = The harvest from dreams Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved Please Come Visit My Archives!
Burnished Bounty- Michael Erickson
Burnished do I feel, Beneath this tilting sun. For my roots have grown full, Ladin with the bounty of Summer. But hush my hair once verdant and lush, Grows ripe with the produce of life. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the … Continue reading Burnished Bounty- Michael Erickson
Dreams of Paradise- Michael Erickson
Breathe in the power of this Moon. Harvest has come, cut back the swollen roots. Bow down before our twisted bronze gods of old. Lift voices of age and wisdom amidst this glistening tide, Give forth the life which has given off blooms. For now we seek rest and perchance a dream, of paradise before … Continue reading Dreams of Paradise- Michael Erickson
THE SUN IS A FICKLE LOVER
By Charles Robert Lindholm The Sun's Love Affair With Summer Is Over, For Now It's Not Like It Is A Sudden Surprise Slowly Pulling Away To The South Leaving Day By Day For Another Hemisphere Trading In Summer's Yellows And Greens For Autumns Flashy Reds And Golds Seduced By The Seasons The Sun Seeks The … Continue reading THE SUN IS A FICKLE LOVER
Unseen ! – themoonlightreverie
The wind, fiery yet unseen touching the skin, colliding with the walls making a sound, shrilling we hear the whisper of the falling wind followed by a silence painful. The silence left is then heard and listened, until it mysteriously turns into calm and peace. The world outside dance in chaos, as your heart … Continue reading Unseen ! – themoonlightreverie
