Wednesday, June 24, 2015

June 24, 2015 From This Moment... Poets United Midweek Motif/ Longing for Winter

From This Moment....

the world rotates on its' axis       movement imperceptible     the ground you stand on

opens up           no longer supports your weight                               you are in free-fall

as if you have jumped from an airplane        or a cloud                 in that moment

your life changes               fears confirmed                      nothing is as you have known

worries come true         you cease to breathe                      you are reborn in that instant

struggle through the birth canal           you find a new future          printed on the ticket

which appears in your hand        surrender it to the ticket taker           find your seat

and hold on for dear life       the choice of direction is not your's      take note of the color

listen to the whispers             make notes                      you will be given no instructions

from this moment on you will be flying                        by the seat of your well worn pants

June 23, 2015

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Longing for Winter

entering summer                         longing for winter                                 i sit by my window

the morning air filtering through                                               there is chill in the air

reminds me of the cold days of winter        the snow falls lightly             changing the scene

grey against white                        a visual transformation                     everything disappears

as though a dream               awake under the covers                tiptoe across the cold floor

light the fire                a cup of hot chocolate waits for me                      warms my hands

and my heart                                today the weeds take advantage of sunny days

the afternoon showers             sunset comes late                 i get up early to open the house

capture the cool morning breezes             refresh the house before          the heat of the day

surrounds and invades             hard to breath                               sweat runs down my back

shuck my clothes               summer is best when naked                         cool bubble baths

afternoon naps                    curled with the kitty                     the fan cools the shadows

June 24, 2015









11 comments:

  1. When all that you know to be firm, all foundation you have depended on is taken away. Yeah, you learn to live flying by the seat of your pants. Cause we never know what is coming next. We learn to be water, and keep rolling around the next rock.

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    1. Saya sangat bersyukur atas rahmat yg diberikan kepada saya dibulan ini karna alhamdulillah melalui MBAH RAWAIRE saya sekaran sudah bisa sukses atas nomor yg diberikan kepada saya dan saya yg dulunya cuma seorang TKW dari singapur yg gajinya tidak pernah mencukupi kebutuhan keluarga saya dikampun dan alhamdulillah berkat bantuan MBAH RAWAIRE kini saya sudah bisa pulang kampun,saya bersama keluarga dikampun sudah punya usaha sendiri dan saya tidak pernah menyanka kalau saya bisah seperti ini,jika anda ingin seperti saya silahkan hubungi MBAH RAWAIRE di nomor 085-316-106-111...karna alhamdulillah saya menan nomor togel dari MBAH dan kalau uang indonesia 750 juta,,ini bukan rekayasa dari saya dari IBU RISKA.untuk lebih lenkapnya silahkan buka SITUS MBAH RAWAIRE












      Saya sangat bersyukur atas rahmat yg diberikan kepada saya dibulan ini karna alhamdulillah melalui MBAH RAWAIRE saya sekaran sudah bisa sukses atas nomor yg diberikan kepada saya dan saya yg dulunya cuma seorang TKW dari singapur yg gajinya tidak pernah mencukupi kebutuhan keluarga saya dikampun dan alhamdulillah berkat bantuan MBAH RAWAIRE kini saya sudah bisa pulang kampun,saya bersama keluarga dikampun sudah punya usaha sendiri dan saya tidak pernah menyanka kalau saya bisah seperti ini,jika anda ingin seperti saya silahkan hubungi MBAH RAWAIRE di nomor 085-316-106-111...karna alhamdulillah saya menan nomor togel dari MBAH dan kalau uang indonesia 750 juta,,ini bukan rekayasa dari saya dari IBU RISKA.untuk lebih lenkapnya silahkan buka SITUS MBAH RAWAIRE

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  2. You have captured the wild ride of living this life in the first poem, Annell, and I so know the feeling of flying by the well worn seat of our pants! I love the bit of winter that tiptoed into your summer poem....I too love opening the doors for morning coolness before the heat. In this valley, we just bake all summer. Too hot. I enjoyed both poems very much.

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  3. What a trip! First to slide into free fall--as if in the moment when everything else stands still--and then to traverse both summer and winter with snow and then nakedness. I love the closing images and enjoyed the entire ride!

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  4. Well, I would never go as far as wishing it were winter. Smiles. I am glad that there is an early morning time when you can capture those summer breezes before the heat of the day.

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  5. I like observation in first one, listening & seeing sounds and colors, and new ticket to future - great! longing a bit for winter? maybe a little...

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  6. Sometimes summer can be stretch on for too long.. and we start to long for winter.. for a pleasant change.. nevertheless.. both seasons have equal joys to offer.. a delightful read :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  7. sunset comes late - it does and you have captured this, great emotion.

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  8. In our part of the world we always long for the brief winter...so pleasant it is...love both the poems...

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  9. Both as re fun poems. I liked the first best.

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  10. Really profound thoughts, and lovely perspective.

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