No queries were there when they met,
Nor answers left for them to get,
Nor easier was it a task,
Though too little was there to ask,
When four eyes became two, one fate,
Two rows of teeth together smiled in state,
Memory of lifetime was set
To dive into together to get wet,
Memories pictorial expressed in dream,
Saved in warm blood, taking a flight on whim,
And never easy to erase,
Nor ever to chase,
Memories saved in warm blood
Pulsing deep beneath the flood.
So, let the yesterday’s memory
Take her flight on whim,
As long as tomorrow’s are savoury
Making our today’s dream.
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Musings | 08.02.2016/revised Sept 2026| blood, dream, life, memory, today, yesterday, Free verse
IM TAKING OFF WITH THE WEATHEr.
Wake up to something new———-………
Poetry Wheel Challenge:
Theme: Adventure
Emotion: Courage
Color: Pearl
Season: Midwinter
Form: Ode
Object: Mirror
Verb: Sing
Created using the PoetrySoup Poetry Wheel.
Sing a song of adventure today
It's Midwinter time of the year
Solstice ~~ snow is falling, everywhere
Colours are pearl white, so bright
Everywhere my eyes do look ~ extreme beauty
Sparkles all over trees, oozing light
How I love this time of year
Mirror ~ mirror on the wall
What is my emotion today ?
Mirror replies " it's courage my friend "
" your strong as a lion, especially when problems arrive "
So let us all sing a song of freedom
Every season of year ~ not just at Midwinter
December is known for short days and snow,
and for frozen skies over oceans that billow,
in the midst of winter's winds fiercely howling:
God chose the coldest day for Christ's coming!
In some countries, Nativity scenes
are staged alive as in the town of Assisi,
don't skip the arrival of the Magi
riding those camels that bring three gifts!
No night is more festive than Christmas,
listen to kids caroling from door to door,
their love for Jesus is a delight to explore;
greet them with joy, pause your chores!
Everybody must remember that Jesus
was the Redeemer, the Lamb of sacrifice,
Herod hunted this child because of envy,
he wanted to be the king chosen by destiny!
December brings us two wonderful gifts:
one is snow, the other is pure grace;
the Shepherd seeks His stranded sheep,
who lost their way by a steep creek!
Quote " Dogs are not our whole life ,but they make our lives whole." By Roger Carus
When his soulful eyes gaze at me
As he snuggles into me, on my knee
Very demanding dachshunds are
His high pitch bark, could see me far
His qualities are great,~ apart from the bark
Don't need an alarm, he's up with the lark
Wouldn't have him any other way
For Reggie is here to stay
Deep in this heart of mine
Yes he's simply divine
Loves to chase his ball
Been like that from he was small
He will be two in December
Same month as me ~ always remember
Loves his food and treats
His needs are met~ he sure eats
He loves to bury himself into his fleece
Makes a den with cushions so at peace
Then falls asleep
Looks so cute can make me weep
Dogs are true loyal friends
That love us too the ends
White
Blankets
Cover the
Earth; time slows down,
And the drifting flakes
Lighten my heavy heart.
The quiet nights spent under
The milky moonlight and bright stars -
Breathing in and emptying my mind -
It is when I finally feel at peace;
There are no expectations when all
The world has laid its head to rest.
No requirements to be,
I feel I can lay down
My weary bones and
Fade away in
The endless
Fields of
Snow.
THE COMEDIANS’ TRAGEDY
My role is that of the Court Jester
also known as the Tudor Harlequin Clown,
I am much more than just a set of jokes
in front of audience members.
I wish to be a Shakespearean actor
but that is a fact nobody remembers.
To perform in tragedies,
to make the spectators not laugh but frown.
Anything from playing Romeo to Macbeth
while wearing his bloody crown!
The theatre life I want! Not the court life which is
as cold as the air in December.
I have tried time and time again but not prevailed.
I need to succeed by this new September.
I auditioned for many characters,
even Lady Macbeth while wearing her bloody gown!
At last, a new audition has come
up for a new Shakespeare play!
If I fail, what shall
I do hereafter?
After acting my heart out for the audition,
my mouth turned to the taste of morello.
To hear what I had been cast as that day;
am I bound to a life of laughter?
I find myself playing the
Clown from the tragedy of Othello…
She was white wind beneath wings
Intelligent interesting and a trailblazer
Not one thing in life came easily yet
Green eyes surprised wise smiles
Ladylike all the while she persevered
Even during her cherry challenges
We wear a single white rose of remembrance
Hearts hope to honor her
In life despite death’s cruel claws
Turning turquoise tears trials tribulations to
Emerald empathy emotional
Resilience remember December her
Only wish for Christmas to love like a
Saint and receive recognition as a person
Everyone can come to in confidence
Christmas is a state of mind,
That I continue to find,
Bringing with it joy of the right kind,
So, that I can always unwind,
Even if difficulty throughout the year I have found.
The urge to care ,
To share,
To sing and dance always there,
To encourage others to let their hair down,.
While keeping costs down,
In order to turn their frowns upside down.
And when Christmas comes around,
I want to be there for another round,
To share the joy I always find,
Even if difficulty throughout the year I have found.
Penned this for Christmas 2025
Y is for young and her years never show
A is for appreciation of all you have and know
C is for cuddles and those intimate moments we cherish
Q is for quick and there’s no faster wit (all others perish)
U is for upstanding and taking care of yourself
E is for excellence: and your drive of inner self
L is for luck, but she prefers blessings
I is for indispensable, always near those distressing
N is for nurturing: to all that need her presence
[Y]acquelin is in love with a man
[A] romance of May and December
ya[C]quelin is muy hermosa
yac[Q]uelin I will always remember
In an awkward moment I lean in for a h[U]g but refrain
sh[E] started to [L]ean in too, but she too restrained
Do [I] offer a hand shake, she too did hesitate
We say “it’s good to have see[N] you” as I watch her gait
These walls have memorized
the echo of your voice
coming through my phone at 3 AM,
watched me smile at a screen
like it held the whole world.
That ceiling,
with its familiar crack,
has seen me lie awake
staring up at
after we'd hang up,
replaying every word you said.
The one night sky in May,
witness to our longest call
eight hours of talking about everything
and nothing,
while stars shifted overhead
and we forgot time existed
The mole on your eyelid,
that small perfect mark
I memorized through video calls,
They all held a story too.
Archive dec'25
Anna Kalinskaya
Is the most beautiful tennis playa
I never thought I would do so well with an older man
He understands me better than any young man can
He's done with lies and toying with a woman's mind
He's looking for love from a lady of a certain kind
Its a privilege to know that I'm someone he likes
That im someone with whom he wants to spend his life
He fondles my thoughts and heart because he's very expressive
When he shares his words of experience it's very impressive
He listens to my words with his heart and not with his ears
He's not afraid to open up and tell me what he fears
He takes nothing for granted and he appreciates me
Helping me grow into the woman that I would like to be
He treats me like a gem and gives me protection
Hes very gentle with me and shows me affection
He does these things in a way that I never experienced before
When I experienced him romantically he touched me to the core
He has a way with me that takes my breath away
He sends my pulses running in every single way
He's has captured my heart because he's different from the rest
He's much older, true, but his love is the best
If I had it my way I would choose him all over again
I'm amazed I'm so compatible with this older man.
Beneath terraced mountain peaks,
Where stars reach down like sequestered cousins,
And the land is split by silvern rivers,
The first tentative seed heads of snow
Settle on the sered treeline.
January is never meant for blue
It is always of pure gold and the pearls
These days, if you wouldn't argue how true
It has done the do, January curls
Forgive January for its merry
Seized up by December's bill payment
And its galore enjoyment, unwary
Toasting eyes of its darling assortment
It was like a mile of thousand gazes
Grievous goodbye's wish, everyday is long
Seems unfortunate like lonely phases
How ideas run in disarray so wrong
December has blessed January rooks
In its entirety of heavenly nooks
Surely, the troubling peace of previous nights
Shall I see no more from February
The class dinner that breakfast deeply benights
Happy to see the best cautionary
Grateful for the opportunity, Sir
Knowing fully what time mean to pretend
Have I to unseal the veil not so blur?
Or get mind accepts to become unbend?
All baggages' swags claim to be of prudence
Young mind; old way home to pickup any
See discordant bail out of innocence
Enforce blinded choice on times so many
Thanks dearly Sir for the closed eyes given
No offense but heal flurry once driven
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