Renewal Poems

County Road 43

the road became a tree-lined tunnel—flickers of
crepuscular rays try to play tag with the squirrels 
as they stutter-dash across the shafts of you’re-it!
a free for all, until the road-tires butt-in—
flattening all the rules on a tire-treaded squirrel.

the light reacts with a sudden shift—to renew.
anticrepuscular rays converge to the antisolar point.
a change in perspective as the

Renewal

          Azure-blue, the sky
             wipe your tears dry 

          Fresh, the face of day
           

SOUL

silent wounds turn stubborn into strength,
over broken earth, courage takes slow root,
under each scar, light relearns the language of living.

Alphabet of Light

the early sun drapes gently across the branches
a whisper of promise, of new golden chances
A BRIGHT MORNING OPENS EVERY QUIET DOOR
and shadows retreat where the sun will restore

love clings tenderly in petals that shine
hearts lift overhead like branches that climb
BEAUTY BECOMES BLOSSOMS, BOLDLY BREAKING THROUGH
and faith feels steady, reshaped and born anew

waves whisper gently, curling

Let The Flowers Grow Again - Mystic

Let The Flowers Grow Again Poetry Contest// Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
( 2nd Place )

Written: August 26, 2025


There are days the globe feels heavy,
when the garden does not answer back,
and every stem bows under the weight of rain.

I walk among the silence,
touching soil with trembling hands,
wondering if beauty remembers me
if blossoms still dream beneath the

Tears of the Dragon

Tears of the Dragon Poetry
Contest //Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
( 6th Place )

Written: August 18, 2025


I stood on the crag where the sea breathed fire,
its winds tearing at the very shape of my name.
The sky was a shattered mirror
each splinter a memory I had tried to leave high and dry,
but still they cut as they

Renewal

Storms come
Tapper to showers
Calm returns
Earth making ready
For flowers

Sun reclaiming the sky
Rainbow~ prize-ribbon

Meadows gleaming

Bees tripping dutifully, busy
Matchmakers, introducing bloom 
To bloom

Birds pairing, making nests
Brides and grooms, greeting guests

The valley quite a festive sight

Nature’s fond formal of Spring….

Apathy, Won

For the strong ones — on their stay-in-bed days.
© Gabrielle Munslow 2025. All rights reserved.

I think I’d just like to be —
No noise in my head.
The TV on standby.
Radio not transmitting.
The dog forgetting his bark.
The tears unshed.
Just leave me in bed.

My whole psyche ashes away,
aching from absorbing prophetic punches.
I changed the trajectory of my life

The Quiet Things That Saved Me

I was saved by quiet things—
The rustle of the morning breeze,
The way the robin spreads its wings,
The golden drift of autumn leaves.

I was saved by threads of light
That touched my skin through broken blinds,
By distant stars that pierced the night,
By echoes I had left behind.

I was saved by falling rain—
The softest tears the sky could

Garden Between My Ribs

There is a garden between my ribs,
A hidden place the world can't see.
It blooms in silence, softly lives,
A patch of green inside of me.

I never chose the seeds it sowed,
They came from storms I couldn’t flee.
Each broken word, each heavy load,
Took root beneath my shattered sea.

It grew through cracks, it pierced my bones,
With petals made

Renewal continual

“refrains of love enchantingly repeat ~ 
all that that is is simply God’s heartbeat”
            ~ quote by poet


upon ego death, the Self is revealed
one without a second outside space-time
dwelling in peace as a single force field
feeling complete, no mountains left to climb

with full freedom

Nowruz

The mirror breathes beneath my palm—
twelve days polishing chrome and calm.

Sabzeh¹ sprouts in jam-jar earth,
each blade a green and tender birth—

a promise held through patient hours,
while mother counts rice grains and saffron flowers.

The goldfish circles, bored by glass,
as hours drip like drops that pass.

What grows inside that cannot be named?
A hunger neither blessed nor shamed—

I

Renewal

(A lone voice whispers)

In the wind,  
In a gale, or at sea,  

Evoked by angels at daylight,  
Awoken by devils at midnight.  

And just broken  
In between.  

I once wandered like Dante,  
Experiencing heaven and hell  

Simultaneously,  
Like a shadow being,  
A Djinn.  

Unfolded

renewal continual

breath by breath as we are reborn
we sense soul’s vibrance stretch and yawn
there is nothing we need to do
watching the pulse of bliss renew

kundalini does so endow
grace divine in staid stillness slow
each hue’s new, like the morning dew
watching the pulse of bliss renew

space flickers and time holds its breath
when we imbibe love’s healing meth
with each

spring's renewal

delightful are the first buds of spring ~ when life's renewed and songbirds sing

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