Life is a circle.
Situations are a mixture.
A circle of thinkable and unthinkable
opportunities gets you jumping irrelevantly.
The slipy nature of happiness goes in haste;
you want to stop, but it passes out.
A one is tired, a one is confused, a one is mad;
situations are lurking; you cannot depend on
your intentions sought.
We became so permanent in our
temporariness just because of emotions.
You cannot ever imagine that either
practicality is tough or accepting of emotions.
To be balanced is hard. That is why we slip in the circle.
We hurt, we break; instead of that,
magic is that we are living; we are living beauty.
Categories:
magically, age, america, analogy, anti
Form: Free verse
Are you a person who keeps his promises or breaks them all the time
Take the one most people at New Years make to themselves after that last bottle of wine
The old saying I am a man of my word what does that really mean
How about our governments and what they claim they are going to do for us ,why do they not just come clean
A broken promise can cause a great deal of pain to the person you make it to
Take for instance your wedding vows over fifty percent of the people never follow through
Or how about the old classic , I promise to never do that again
It is not a question of the person breaking the promise it is a question of when
Accountability for our actions should not magically disappear
By not being on time it can cause a cascading effect and make it impossible for other people to keep their promises I fear
If we want our children to stick to their word , an example we must surely set
Actions do indeed speak louder than words , keep your promises it's something you won't regret
Categories:
magically, life,
Form: Rhyme
Like magic there are leaves on trees,
grass is an emerald green sublime;
sweet pansies are gems in the breeze,
in the dusting of the Spring time.
A spring time pansy paradise,
each so lovely and full of grace;
gems that don't mind a bit of ice,
and more than just a pretty face.
In the spring- grandma planted them,
and butter's came to dance ballet;
and I helped mom plant this spring gem,
sweet scented thoughts of yesterday !
My spring garden sways and birds sing,
ice pansies- are part of my Spring !
Categories:
magically, spring,
Form: Sonnet
Lead rain that
suddenly from the sky falls,
paints the landscape gray
clears the clear summer.
Changes the colors of thoughts
and clouds the imagination ...
What was gold turns to silver,
the silver is transformed into
darkness...
Categories:
magically, allusion, color, creation, extended
Form: Free verse
Unknown to the eyes my lady of beauty awaits
Both lost at birth bound to find one another
Having no sight both blind and searching
Waiting for the day our eyes will be opened
Traveling down separate paths unknown
Both alone and lost yet, one day like a magnet to metal
Attached we will be trusting that day is soon
Two souls keeping each others heart beating,
Waiting Alone!
Categories:
magically, magic, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Magically wonderful times
Special stones bits of sticks
Hunting wiggly worms
Spinning round so very fast
Dizzy from the turns
Bubbles blowing in the wind
Chasing them with glee
Cardboard boxes paper planes
Happy memories
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
In awe of the butterfly
Shouting look, look, look
Happy with a piece of bread
Feeding the quacking duck
Rolling down the little hills
Running super-fast
Chasing after dandelions
Gently floating past
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
Categories:
magically, childhood, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Magically wonderful times
Special stones bits of sticks
Hunting wiggly worms
Spinning round so very fast
Dizzy from the turns
Bubbles blowing in the wind
Chasing them with glee
Cardboard boxes paper planes
Happy memories
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
In awe of the butterfly
Shouting look, look, look
Happy with a piece of bread
Feeding the quacking duck
Rolling down the little hills
Running super-fast
Chasing after dandelions
Gently floating past
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
Categories:
magically, age, childhood, growing up,
Form: Ballad
Magically it soon appears before my very eyes
the ebon of a nightly sky
the stars of brightly shine
genetically in sync with heaven's fanfare highs
the lullaby of God is played
in every leafy blade
Categories:
magically, night,
Form: Free verse
Dark sky cannot hide
a pot of gold - bright rainbow...
Nature's lucky charm.
Categories:
magically, nature,
Form: Haiku
Mingled highs and lows from the weather
All around earth gives forth flowers
Radiant sun awakens and birds gather
Constant change as each tree grows higher
Hopeful season of spring; spirit towers
Majestic springtime sunrises
Amorous hidden feelings spring forth
Rapturous aroma surprises
Captivating senses of mirth
Heavenly days linger, henceforth?
Magic moments float into night's prizes
Attentive doting companion
Rehearses love's verse~ excited
Completely engulfed unabandoned
Hauting thoughts float like jasmine
Written: August 12, 2015
Categories:
magically, spring,
Form: Quintain (English)