The way a shadow stretches,
When sunlight shudders down,
Can make the horns of a devil
Look like the sporks of a crown.
Categories:
stretches, trust,
Form: Rhyme
Now
The landscape stretches
Her range out beyond sight
While notably
Visible along the horizon
to the left and right,
She moves on away
Dancing
Into the traveling dimensions
of time
Toward realms
Where language has yet to be
Any more than merely humming —
And
Any signals, any gestures of need
Proceed from essence — unleashed —
Feelings
Fleeing being bound…
To attach
To Sounds’ quivering frequencies
Streaming along their escape routes
— always forward, outward
Prime to crisscross the heavens…
Passing over fears’ attempts to reign…
Now, arrows fly fleetly
Following
The dancing landscape
Toward some unknown end points
Where Love outlasts all.
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(* 1 Cor. 13: 8- 12)
Categories:
stretches, feelings, history, humanity, language,
Form: Free verse
In pure solitude, where the wilderness stretches,
I find myself without the burden of worldly duties, just me and my thoughts,
Whispers rising like mist from a tranquil lake at dawn,
The intimate sources of the soul reveal their deep calling,
My response intertwines with the lives surrounding me, understanding,
That the earth is the great connector of existences, source and destination,
It, the healer and restorer, bringer of life from death,
Where illness turns into health, and old age into youth.
In this eternal dance of renewal, I feel part of a whole,
Listening to the stones as they tell their story in deep silence,
How the wind carries my memories on its unseen wings,
Every blade of grass sings the hymn of rebirth under the vast sky,
In this flow of endless thoughts, I contemplate the miracle of nature,
Which becomes my home and altar, and I, a silent witness,
Find my place in the cosmic symphony, losing and finding myself,
At the same time, part of the uninterrupted miracle of life.
Categories:
stretches, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Tired sleepy eyes
accompanied by yawns
and long stretches
Categories:
stretches, life,
Form: Senryu
Sunday evening stretches and yawns
drowsy as a tender fawn
Who frolics and plays throughout the day
then curls up midst leaves to lay
While sleep overspreads her dewy head
constellations crisscross above her head
How sweetly angels sing in her soft ears
a moonstruck smile o'er her lips appears
~ Sweet dreams, everyone! ~
Gershon Wolf, Oct. 03, 2021
Categories:
stretches, analogy, angel, moon, simile,
Form: Couplet
Dewy-eyed, dragged on
With gaze upon
Spectre brighter than a noonday
I caught her soul entwined in the web
But lack what to say, like a play
Even with this swift communion of a babe
Entangled in the slying-coyness
I still let her feel the beat of my shyness
Trapped in the stillness of her eyes
But not to let go for long
Holding onto parts rendered undone
In our vacant gaze towards the rising sun
Made more severe by the sudden bright ray shone
I know she could melt a heart as snow,
Bring me the stars if feelings were made to show
Her heart always as pure as gold
Yet, I let her vanished into her fold
Would she ever feel my absence?
Would I ever catch glimpses of her presence?
Oh, would she ever cross this path again?
For I have spent years hoping forever in the rain in vain.
Categories:
stretches, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
As the central pillar of throbbing bliss
vivifies form with magnetic electricity
devoid of resistance nodes celebrate
each manifesting hue of their divinity
Joyful presence in vibrant emptiness
views the divine dance at play within
all the doing that is done is in stillness
as renews each moment bliss ignition
There are no doubt endless mysteries
awaiting curiosity within us to discover
in as ordained one day we will go there
as we imbibe each love throb in wonder
13-September-2020
Categories:
stretches, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
The day yawns
stretches...
like a flower
petals upturned
ghostlike vapors
drift away
Bullfrogs croak
My dog slumbers
Categories:
stretches, day, flower,
Form: Imagism
The dew lingers upon the grass
Fog boils around the trees
Cool dampness permeates the morn's air
A buzzing tune comes from bees
The spider has repaired his web
It hangs suspended secure
One touch can mean food, despair, or
Much more work to endure
The foggy moist flows through and on
A web built like a net
Did man observe the design?
Learn his foods needs could be met
The sun rises higher into the blue
Slowly erases the dew
Rids the trees of foggy damp
The day stretches forth anew
Categories:
stretches, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Which Stretches Farther
By Franklin Price
2/9/2017
Which stretches farther, skin or rubber?
Answer discovered by a Bubba
Helps with that ethnicity
To know of elasticity
Did his research with much care
Bred a donkey and a mare
Then tied his ass off to a post
And walked five miles so he could boast
Bubba thought that stretch quite far
Rubber would snap, fall to the tar
Had found the answer, which was skin
Don't agree? Read this again
Categories:
stretches, fun, humor,
Form: Couplet