No shadow paused to rest beside my lonely frame,
Yet now a circle forms around—silent, yet aflame.
Gifts I knew not—my days passed like muted sighs,
But now a cascade of petals crowns my skies.
I thirsted once for just one caring hand to hold—
Yet now, shoulders lean like silent oaks enfold.
None walked but footsteps few along life’s fickle trail,
But now a caravan blooms—grief’s survivors sail.
Only today did death unveil her tragic grace:
All my life I merely drifted—missing heaven’s face.
From her delicate wings a fine powder exudes and lands on the ground
by the light of the blue harvest moon a touch of Pixie Dust, in nimble magic !
Harmonious weaving, intangible strands of music coming from the sphere
sweet and beautiful arias, melodious twittering from a fairy wing's enfold
Wings not made of nylon, cellophane nor iridescent tulle but made of silk
like spider's webs tough and resilient from the Master Spinners pedipalps
Appendage wings made from embryonic liquid from ejected Neutron Stars
like butterflies they flit and fly through air currents, landing on little twigs;
Fairy dust of old as ancient as the parallels from this world to the next
dare say I, ... if ever you have been subjected to their fairy dust appeal
then flying limbs you shall receive and like it or not you will fly away
inside a land of pure magic where every thought is like a sweet reveal
From her delicate hand a sweep of the wand resting easy on your shoulder,
one single dose is feathered on you and suddenly, you are able to hold her !
#fly
I'm looking so fly
even groovy she says
in threads
from the retro store
#embrace #nonet
Let the night enfold our sacred bond
where shadows softly play for us,
suspending time in moments
of our blissful wishes
and tomorrow dreams~
why must daylight
then arrive
and love
end?
#visit
bumblebee
in the lobelia
a late lunch
#reminisce
tiger lillies can't
reminisce when there's no one
worth talking to
~'O Tiger-lily,' said Alice... 'I wish you could talk!' 'We can talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to." ~Lewis Carroll
#share
she's lived her fair share~
comedy and tragedy
the balance of life
#cherish
oh! fireflies ...
that memory of you
here then gone
#prank
sunflowers
following the sun
until clouds pop up
Let the night enfold our sacred bond
where shadows softly play for us,
suspending time in moments
of our blissful wishes
and the midnight dreams~
why must daylight
then arrive
and love
end?
Inspired by Jodi Ann Bickley
IG: jodiannbickley
Blessings, Hugs, Love and Light.
May Hope and Faith set you free
By Michelle Morris
29/06/2025
You read a poem about the Good Bones
And I could feel your sadness
Those words about unkind people
How the World was filled with madness
But even if there's just one
One little Light in the Dark
It can create a ripple
Ignite Humanity's Spark
So today, let it be me
Let me be that Spark for you
Let my Love and Light enfold you
Give back your Faith and Hope and Truth
For we are all in this together
We need each other more than ever
There is Hope for a better tomorrow
If we humans would just stick together
Anything is possible
Magic and Miracles happen all the time
Remember that you are one
Part of the Universe Divine
God and His Angels love you
They want the best for you and me
May my Light dispel the Darkness
And may Hope and Faith set you free
© Michelle Morris, 2025
When eventide comes to enfold the light
Cerulean haze slither into the spiraling sky
While starlight speckled midnight's dainty face
'Neath the cascade of their aureolin glow
The valley descends into slumber deep
As lilting waves beguiled the crescent's beam
Selene's eyes delight in these astral blooms
Where dreams scaffold the myriad of stars
Forged in sleep by lunar fire
They are leaves swirling in turbulent space
Phosphorous blood, dazzling through serpentine veins
Cradled along the night by interstellar dust
Cosmic heartbeats twinkling in the galaxy's esse
Hark! A starry garden--the master's work of art
I'd choose the perfect VIBGYOR and paint the rainbow.
My violet will enfold the zeitgeist with zest.
With puzzles and riddles, my indigo will glow.
With the garb of serenity, Blue will be dressed.
Euphony and equipoise will adorn my green.
A trace of lace of goodwill will grace my yellow
In my orange, joy and merriment will be seen.
Like the north breeze, with vigour, my red will mellow.
I search for rainbows in each shade and fail to find
To form a spectrum, colors should be well-blended.
Within commands and demands, crayons aren't confined.
Creations of crayons have always been splendid.
I yearn to paint rainbows for each one here on earth.
For this, I know I have to take many a birth.
If you're struggling right now, please try to find the silver lining. There will be one. God, His Angels and the Universe have your back.
Faith over Fear. Have Hope. Believe.
Blessings.
P.S. You are not alone. We're all in this together.
Through You I am Crowned
By Michelle Morris
28/04/2025
When the storm is raging
In my heart and head
Thank you Lord for calming me
With your Grace and Mercy
Reminding me to
Let go and let God
Reminding me to be still
And know Thy art
To have Faith over Fear
To move the mountains with this Power
For Anything is Possible
Magic and Miracles do Flower
To know Your Son calmed the seas
To know Your Angels enfold me in their wings
To know that Your Plan for me is Prosperity
To know that I am a Divine Being
As I falter and stumble
As I cry and break down
Remind me to keep my Faith, Lord
For through You I am Crowned
© Michelle Morris, 2025
I sat to write of subtle things
The sun, the gentle warm it brings
To melt the ice on dormant springs
Awakening the bug that stings
Then came thoughts a bit more harsh
Large snapping turtles in the marsh
Bug-eyed pike with teeth so sharp
Chasing dragonflies at dark
A soothing hum that fills the air
Just letting us know that they’re there
Residing between leaf and lair
A season’s worth of life to share
Thus, do the woods kindly enfold
The dreams of lovers young and old
Stories hidden, stories told
Of moonlit kisses ne’er grown cold
Oh, lovely Rose flower,
Blooming in scarlet color,
You are beauty born.
A child of dawn.
With nudge of breeze,
Sweet aroma you release.
It enters our nose
A whispered promise.
You are so divine
In any garden, shine
Among flowers you reign,
As an unrivalled queen.
When velvety petals unfold
What beauty you enfold.
With bewitching smile sweet,
Everyone, you warmly greet.
Don’t judge me by the color of my skin,
Nor the voice that echoes through a telephone's line.
Instead, let my name tell the story of my fight,
And let my face reflect the love and the light.
Don’t measure my worth by the clothes that I wear,
Or the way that my hair sways in the air.
For beneath all the surfaces, the layers I shed,
You’ll find just a soul, a heart, naked and bare.
So, hold back your tongue, let kindness roll of your tongue,
Cause nasty words can like daggers in the night.
I carry my burdens, my scars you can't see,
Just as you carry the weight of your own history.
We each have our battles, our secrets to keep,
Some rise to the surface, while others run deep.
So close your eyes gently, let stillness enfold,
Awake to new visions, let compassion take hold.
For I am just me, and you are just you,
And in this world, we should just come together.
Embrace our uniqueness, let judgments fall down low,
Together, let’s flourish, let our true colors show.
I can see
Your smile entranced me
gaze mesmorised me
Your lips cushioned me
your eyes held my look
at your svelte figure
I can feel
Your arms enfold
my need for you
your tender touch
your need for me
I can hear
Your heart beat
your passion's
liveliness
I can smell
Chanel
perfume
I can taste
Love
I am thankful for lovely snowflakes falling,
and for divine winter scenes enthralling;
for all the tiny singing birds in the cold,
oh, wish my warm hands could each enfold.
I love the wind making the snow dance,
all those flakes that drift, twirl, and prance;
each one perfection, each one unique,
each one part of God's creation mystique.
I like walking as those falling snowflakes kiss,
it brings me tranquility, serenity and bliss;
and after the snowfall the drooping trees drip,
as snow gathered on their branches starts to slip.
What is this love we seek to find and hold?
It twists and contorts, resistant to enfold.
A surprising elusive shadow, that pops up from the mist?
When we least expect it, to enlist when kissed.
This love actually, defies logic and common sense!
For whom we love, truly deeply is beyond any pretense,
Any hope that its stickiness can be shed,
With a flick, a kick, a denial, once, twice said.
Love is persistent, won't go away, or fade.
Its inception is the exception that once made,
Is burned or carved into a tree trunk or rock,
As an emblem, a shout, broadcast around the clock.
For love is a joy, a delightful happenstance!
A meeting by chance, then with poise, to prance and dance.
O Lord of mercy, hear my call
For Ernesto and Gladys, who give their all.
In Christ’s own footsteps, may they tread,
With hearts of kindness, hands outspread.
Grant them compassion, deep and true,
To lift each spirit, to heal, renew.
May empathy bloom like a flower rare,
In their open hearts, a gentle prayer.
Bless their giving, pure and bright,
Their love of family, steadfast light.
Let generosity’s hand extend,
To those in need, a constant friend.
O Lord, enfold them in Your grace,
With peace that none can displace.
In Christ's name, may they always be
Guided by love’s eternity.
Amen.
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