Monday Poetry

Poetry

Unspoken

by Patricia Harris


I have forgotten how
much I enjoyed
the wprds that were
a river flowing from my mind.

so much to say
I somehow never
expected the world
to kill the joy in words
I could so easily find ...

struck dumb in the face
of what was humanity revealed,
I hated what I found.

it was easier for me
to live in the unspoken
then to fight cruelty all over again.

Late night musings

I am seeing so many people argue about the truth lately. No one has any idea about what it is anymore. Here is what the truth is.

the truth is personal,
perspective skewed,
and always changing.

It is political as Hell
and painfully littered with bias

It is so powerful
and passionate about what it knows,
it is pure and simple
It always grows.

it is ego
it is faith
it is standing your ground
and it really gets around.

no one can tell you
what your truth is
no one knows it but you.

Wednesday Whispers

Poetry

Moonlight Muse

by Serena Mossgraves

As the moonlight illuminates
the world around me,
that is when my muse awakens.

Though the whole world
is closing its eyes,
and I find myself wanting
to settle in weak and weary…
    the muse is insistent
          I pickup the pen
            and bleed again .

Monday Poetry

Poetry

The Language of Poetry

by Patricia Harris


it seems like poetry

is so out of reach,
the language oft
dark and deep.

the poet's soul
broken into metaphor
and need,
written in a language
only the heart can read.

Wednesday Whispers

Poetry

Pull the strings

by Serena Mossgraves

The political voice
spreading propaganda
is putting more darkness
out across the land.

It is time again for us
to light up the world
with a creative plan.

Turn on the light,
spread joy as far
as you can.
pull the strings
on the last lamp
and illuminate the lies
before they take hold.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

The Mood has changed

by Patricia Harris


I can see

the shift in your mood,
the intensity
of things falling in place.

building the moment
stone by stone,
the mood has changed
and so have you.

from the way
you are stacking
the emotions up like bricks...
the wall is so nearly built.

Wednesday Whispers

Poetry

The Veil

by Serena Mossgraves

the dead don't see,

the light removed.

The illumination is
taken as the soul leaves.

The veil is pulled
to blind the soul
and the grief blinds
those left alive.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Hidden Within Books

by Patricia Harris


everything is in chaos,

political awareness
is enough to drive most of us
to the brink of death...

so I have decided that I will be found
hidden within my books,
hidden from the news,
hidden from the fear...
hidden in worlds written
to create personal peace.

in a time when dystopia
is current events,
I will choose fantasy,
romance and poetry...
to carry me away.

choices and changes

The majority of the votes were for this volume.

I then realized that I didn’t have a line that I always put on my volumes.

so I decided to update it…and I added some whimsy at the same time.

the other thing is that several people pointed out that My Causality was better suited for Serena Mossgraves than for me.

so it will be her volume instead of mine.

In the vein of announcements….

This year for kids week Serena Mossgraves will be releasing one .

My favorite kiddo reader asked Serena to write him a scary story. Now he is only four/five years so how can she resist ?

She never planned to do any kids books and I have my doubts about her writing any more but it is such a fun story..

It is time again

It is time again

I actually waited longer than I usually do. Lost Notes is completely written and scheduled for release. I usually ask 5 or 6 poems from being done. Help me to choose the next volume?