A long-tailed skimmer (Plathemis lydia) with lovely striking wings
both transformed and adaptable, transforming right before my eyes
Settled on my hand she's like an Alien object from heaven above
she is probably weighing my soul and deciding how much it weighs
Though they often perch on shoreline vegetation this one did not
she came and kept me company opening space for me to smile
Abundance in God's creation has me wondering about my heart
how much it longs for beauty and all the things that make it whole
She helped me find the positive in situations that I thought were dire
from a nymph in the water to a winged adult she came for a short stay
Inside my soul there is an agate that is as precious as the stars of night
it is there that I will send her, to wait for me, until it gets light...
Until I find the strength to do the things that I must do in this lifetime
and I'll give her thanks for her visit, even if it was only for a short time.
Written for my friend Jennifer Reid
Love, Your Mystic Rose :)
Categories:
whisperer, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
The unseen maestro, the wily whistling whisperer,
Cunningly twirls a sway in the bending trees,
Dabs, daubs and draws impasto clouds in the sky,
Lilts, entices, leaves to dance in tune, as it whistles on by.
The field of grass compliant, bends to lithe gusts sly.
Laughing to tickling tongue secrets, beholden in every sigh.
The wind teases waves, torments lakes to ripples.
Their surfaces combed and drawn to rugged stipples.
The wily whisperer winds its way into cracks and holes.
Creating drafts that shake the drapes like ghostly souls.
Defying all attempts to block their breathy intrusion.
You can feel it breathing in and out, expiring confusion.
Oh wily wind, your whispers collude and unwind,
The peaceful slumber of earth and heart entwined.
Categories:
whisperer, peace, wind,
Form: Sonnet
Who whispers to the western wind to chill?
and bids the leaves to transform thus to die.
For soon the beat of summer's heart will still,
as flocks of birds seek warmer weathered sky.
Who whispers to the intense sunlight's rays?
to calm its daily dominance of heat
and yield to nights of cool and briefer days,
as Autumn races Summer to defeat.
Who tells the wounded heart the hearth will heal?
with embers' glow of beauty yet to see.
Assuring that the Autumn crop will yield -
a harvest red and gold at time's decree.
Who whispers to the seasons, "You must change?"
This Universe of God forever reigns.
8/28/2024
Categories:
whisperer, autumn, change, earth, god,
Form: Sonnet
Prayer Whisperer
Miracle Man
3/7/2024
The more we wish the less things seem to occur,
for a wish isn’t the same thing as praying.
God is aware of each prayer whisperer,
and He records every word that they’re saying.
God always answers our most earnest prayer,
though His answer’s aren’t always what we had sought.
It’s always a YES, NO, or LATER affair,
He hears our prayer when still only a thought.
Categories:
whisperer, god, prayer,
Form: Quatrain
She stands in the meadow in silence on July fourteenth at six
Lifts her violin, and begins playing a melody that promptly clicks
Blue dragonflies glide in showing off their opalescent wings.
The meadow is grateful, the daisies begin to sway; one sings.
She is the dragonfly whisperer, and she knows what to do
Every July fourteenth, she brings them forth in their merry blue
She has the gift of melody, as given to her by her grandma
The entire meadow is grateful, they watch her with awe.
Categories:
whisperer, 1st grade, 2nd grade,
Form: Rhyme
Deep in the middle of the middle of the Indian Sea
Was a goldfish whisperer, who is known only to me.
I saw her in my dreams, wearing coral and green.
She enticed goldfish, they were flipping downstream.
They matched her dress, her demeanor, even her hair.
They seemed excited and enthusiastic beyond compare.
I had never seen anyone making these fish so happy.
The goldfish whisperer had them downright sappy.
Categories:
whisperer, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Darkness whisperer.
All I sense is dark clouds, sitting all around me,
Darkness keeps silent as I try to listen for something familiar,
Or something I can dwell my fear on,
No please, don't turn on the lights just yet,
I begged nobody, hoping somebody was listening,
Just in a mood of calm, I heard a whisper, listen, listen
Can you hear it, it says be silent , for silence sings the calmest of songs, and it ecos for understanding, yet seems so lonely..I said to myself, whatever you do, be calm in darkness and hold on to your truths, because once you pass that dark stage, you made a history to build light on.
Categories:
whisperer, appreciation, cheer up, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
*Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near? Just like me,
they long to be close to you - from “Close to You” by the Carpenters
How soothing are your whispers; how loving is your touch.
How tender are your azure eyes, and when you smile, Dear,
my worries flee! You have to know, I love you oh so much -
my Dream Boy, for whom -when you are near – *birds suddenly appear!
July 27, 2020
for the "Four Lines" Poetry Contest of Constance La France
Categories:
whisperer, romance,
Form: Rhyme
He comes in the night in the breeze
Through branches of a cottonwood tree
Faeries travel on his tails, laughing excitedly
I am fast asleep, tight and safe, cuddled in fleece
Having no conscious idea this is where
He is whispering ideas to me for tomorrow’s poems.
Written 6-10-2020
Contest: Whisper to Me
Sponsor: Regina Ridddle
Categories:
whisperer, poetry, writing,
Form: Free verse
“Come”, said the wolf
with eyes of
obsidian night.
“See inside of me,
melt into my existence
of fur and flesh.
Walk my path
see with
soul-eyes.
Hold my cubs
in your teeth
and nurse them
with your breast.
My spirit
is not so wild and untamed,
we are the same.
Look into my eyes
said wolf
and know yourself”.
Categories:
whisperer, animal, nature, poems, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Inner Whisperer
By Herold Osmond !Owoseb
My words fail to express my joy
But the hope inside I now employ,
In your eyes I see endless wonder
And this journey has led me to ponder;
Now I cannot help but want to stay
Your elegance is beyond reproach,
So I cannot help but want to approach.
You embody purity full of grace,
Which I’m scared I might deface.
I cannot help it; I want you to stay.
Your presence heightens my senses
And so I fail to mention,
That the thought of you cripples all perplexity;
And my heart overflows with peace.
So I cannot help but want to say…
In God’s presence I am complete
But in you I find a love so unique
9 December 2017
Categories:
whisperer, desire, girl, how i
Form: I do not know?
Wrenched, yowling ' Pain I'm in'
buffered th' whisperer to begin
eyes defying whispers of grass
carried the inside pain an rash
mildly bowed to th' whisperer's heart
an cold tears fell down thou art
to feel an shutter thou friends pain
th' horse yet saved th' life of e're
yet lost a leg, one's enough for her
an there it began hence again
Horses shrine hearts define
th' mesmerizing song of vine
Feather up shoulders can tell
how ease hence fell
horseback'd captured skyline rapture
surprisingly found thou art a dutch'er
flew in the woods with that mane hair
an the dutch waved up in air
whisperer hurried to free e're
but thou skipped from thou vein an feather
Categories:
whisperer, horse,
Form: Elegy
I Am Heart Whisperer
Alone I lay here in my room
swallowed by the night.
The quiet whispers in my ears
and says it's time to write.
A broken heart calls out somewhere,
somehow I hear their cries.
Another soul fell victim to
another lovers lies.
I feel the anguish in the wind
my face turned toward the wall.
I try to block it out again
but still I hear the call.
Of broken dreams and promises
that someone didn't keep.
I beg the night not me, not now
I need to get some sleep.
Relentlessly it pulls at me
until I rise once more.
I turn to face the broken hearts
all lined up at my door.
I tell them it will be okay,
I listen one by one.
Trying to comfort each of them
before the night is done.
How this ever came to be
there's no way I can be sure.
All I know it comes to me,
I am Heart Whisperer.
Edwin C Hofert
Categories:
whisperer, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme
As I climbed up the ladder backwards
I somehow ended up at the bottom
I whispered in the ear of summer
until she turned into autumn
When my mirror revealed smooth skin
All I could feel was every rough crack
As I moved intently towards the front
I was surprised to find myself at the back
The years had somehow become minutes
My place in the sun, became darker than night
I thought there might be comfort in darkness
Yet, I couldn't sleep with that dark kinda light
I had hoped that life's music would calm me
Instead I became more nervous then hell
When I screamed at the top of my lungs
People's ears, were too deaf to hear me yell
As I thought my mind turned toward feeling
What felt broken became fixed in it's way
All of my worries flowed into my freedom
Within my nonsense I had something to say
So I decided to speak in a whisper
The people asked me not to shout
What seemed like a very sad story
Was not at all what it was all about
Shades of grey flow into many colours
In the end that's how beginnings turn out
Categories:
whisperer, angst, care, color, dark,
Form: Rhyme
The voice whispers in my ear
Filling this empty void with regret.
It speaks soothing and clear.
Its words I can't forget...
"You'll never be good enough!"
"You're nothing but weak."
"You may think yourself as tough"
"But you are as worthless as the words you speak."
These acrimonious words remind me
of my every mistake.
A constant reminder of
all the sinful choices that I make.
He rules like a mighty emperor.
His name..."The Whisperer."
Categories:
whisperer, corruption, crush, depression, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
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