As I watch the clouds float in sky,
my heart floats too as each goes by
Sunlight tints the edges and me
Bringing warmth in cool air calmly
The bright sky above me, shows alot
Movement, change, and that what is not
Tiny yellow flowers peak through
the grass still wet with morning dew
The sky reaches the ground below
with floating messages to know
I'm small in a big world of things
Grateful for all it always brings
Another morning and a breath
Each day is a gem before death
Smiles cast miles of pleasure
Everything nice is a treasure
Heidi Sands
10/6/26
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*8 Syllables
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You stars, goodnight.
We're walking, hand in hand.
Our little lanterns guiding us;
as you lead us from above - up there, you're shining.
We barely twinkle, below.
Waiting for that superstar to rise -- how much longer now?
Second star to the right, that's the way.
And then straight, all the way to the final destination. You can't miss it the island that doesn't exist.
Blue lagoon, pink clouds, somewhere only we know.
Soon.
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I have to admit
at times I am intellectually
lazy – settling for the thoughts
and leadership of others. Being
wrong is a heavy responsibility
when it comes to life and death.
When it comes to failure or success.
The chef knows the heartache of
a bad flavor. The captain, a sunk
ship. The father, no roof over his
family’s head. What must God think?
With infinite wells provided, and so few,
having the blessed opportunity, willing to
draw for themselves.
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"Youth is too often wasted on the young"
as Freedom on the Free!
Caribbean adventure await
Searching for the legendary amber diamond
Sealing one's fate
All packed ready mate
Emotions tingle about the mining
Caribbean adventure await
Taking the challenging bait
Swimming the ocean depths long and winding
Sealing one's fate
Discovered below great timing
Get your facts straight
Caribbean adventure await
Sipping tropical beverages on a date
Grateful, discovering the financial chiming
Sealing one's fate
Fool's river panhandling dining
Until someone yells, wait
Caribbean adventure await
Sealing one's fate
Reflecting
Lost to the world
I stand at the shores edge
As the crisp blue waves
with white laced edges
gently touch the sand
beneath my feet
and gently breath
first slowly in
then slowly out
bringing with them small gifts
valuables once lost
Now shaped by rhythms
of tumbling and churning
Reshaping according to time
Often now collected
as sea weathered fares - distressed
Just as sea glass twinkling
like new jewels
A treasure in the making
My thoughts come back
to the sounds and scents
of a nearby beach barbecue
Sausages bacon - smoked
Sizzling under the sun
Spitting with the heat
These mingled with a greasy aroma
of hot buttered onions
ready for hot dogs
or english breakfast maybe
Who knows
But the expectant crowd were happy
Each eagerly playing their part
in preparing the feast
Just like everyone else
Ready to place
One foot ahead of the next
And step into the day
Taking on each challenge it brings
One by one
Bringing in the new
Letting go of the old
Rhythm of life
Akin to the sea
My audience
smaller
My arena
renamed
The point
that much sharper
The meaning
reframed
With them
I go forward
With them
I proclaim
What history
will treasure
What prescience
— ordains
(The New Room: August, 2026)
Even when measured by
Standards of eternity,
Embraced with mortality,
And beset by brevity,
Life is no less a
Treasured gift.
Braise
Mysterious loses
Pleasing, tempting, teasing
Planting, affluents blue gold
Treasure
F riendship I treasure so much
O nly give unconditional love
R eal friends love you ~ just as you are
E veryone in my life is special to me
V aluing each other ~ it's gotta be
E ndure hardship or pain ~ call on me
R emember forever friends never die
F aith can move mountains~ friendship helps
R each for the stars ~ go for your dreams, my motto
I n order to get friends ~ you gotta be friendly
E xceeding joy in building lasting friendships
N ot everyone can be a forever friend ~ I can
D azzling colourful lifes I love ~ GSOH too
S oul- mates, dreams made ~friends forever
I found a little house
on the street corner today.
I opened up its tiny door
to find it full of treasure.
Inside were stacks of books,
all for the reader's pleasure.
I grabbed one book,
then ran straight home,
ready to devour
each and every page.
Flashlight in hand,
I read into the night.
old relics from past
tossed coins and toy figurines
moms cake recipe
THE MAP TO YOU
“To my greatest discovery and my heart’s true home”
Like a twinkling star up in the sky
Finding you was like a treasure hunt through the dark
It was rough; it was hard, but fulfilling
Knowing I was born to find you, because you’re the prize;
The only gold I’ll ever need to hold
A time to exit the race
A time to slacken the pace
A time to inter the clock
the car too – take a walk
A time to savor every bite
to eat healthy and right
A time to call on old friends
to thrill to the good times, to make amends
A time to bounce grandkids, nieces and nephews on the knee
A time to play Pattycake, Pattycake, Pretty Please
A time to treasure, like no other
with your partner, spouse, father and mother
clay sculpted by hand
created in any style
someone's souvenir
The deep sands,the rippling waves
The cool breeze,the sailing shells
The vast treasure, underneath it saves
Memories evoke,with the ringing of bells...
Contest name: What's your memory of nature?
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