Aboard an Autumn Ship
Greenery remains aloft
As yet to take the plunge
And dapples mountain far as soft
As painter’s well-worn sponge
Tuesday Tidbits #78
A quilt of quintessential quaint quotes and quips.
The Mist
Is it cloud that falls so gently
When mountain top is kissed
Or does it rise from the valley
This cold and haunting mist
Your Highness
How was I to know, that the tears that flow,
Were just a river of liquid lies…
Stormy Seas
Anyone can steer when the seas are calm,
And I pray your days filled with breezes just…
Whittled Words – Magic 9 Poem
The Magic 9 is a newer form and relatively unknown. In fact, I couldn’t find a creator of the form, though it appears to have been inspired by a poet misspelling the word ‘abracadabra’.
In a Flash
And we then, well-reminded,
To our future we are blinded…
Never Lost
I am not aimless,
I am simply an ebb and flow…
Tuesday Tidbits #77
A prolific pool of powerfully prophetic pennings.
Carlisle
Ancient language torn from their heads,
Proud native beliefs, forcefully bled…
