Miraquill
~ i will ~
Finding Me
I will share with you my brokenness poignant her fledgling dawn, serenity held tween iron ribs acutely a fragile interlude cocoons unwind, unhinge, a collage brought of velveteen, deftly breathless blushing fields easy earth a rare pearl opalescent and a thimble half of stars
Faith unwavering sagely fragrant, softly prudent, time unravelling, mesmerising, a morrow’s eloquence, jasmine blooms befallen
Idyll reminisce the sweetness birdsong intrepidusly sows, dulcet tones woven intimate midst a love requited, conscious glee shalt entertain wakeful echoes beseeching empty boughs neath stained-glass panes
Engaged intimately to a timeless paradox dreams swirl and stir a tawdry sullied broth
Vibrant cyphers, cryptic solace
Night and day poise resplendent
swaying, slow dancing, gently hers
Delve both hues ebony and black, exotic whites come tangerine
Days sequential a jester's crown, forfeiting aces through knave till king each their other muted to an evocative mandala of handsome greys
Stepping fearless her tearful heel, loyalty undefeated
every step found resolute, forged infinite on stone
Sweetly sung her promises, caught amongst the lyrical whimsy of darling chimes her cache of windswept pretty poetries to and fro, unequivocally an impassioned lover's tryst
Her swiftly gentle reverie shyly musing time's quaint lullaby
Regaling tales kind hither thy songster, minstrel and fine musician brandishing beautiful thine jangling tambourine with a magician's flurry of sprightly colours and a talisman of sterling stars
Her longtime journaled prose and lyrics carefully scrolled and gently twined
Cast devotion they transcend a trove of untold connotations stashed away somewhat lovelorn betwixt nectar, brambles, tall heather and heath
Heartened beats gracefully harmonize every foregone truthfulness, art thee ploughed from grit and hallowed earth
With mettle sound encrypted, wielding mortar and marble pestle a beloved starlet sadly grieves, lavender sprigs with heavy heart she bows her head to gently kneel
Clasped hands murmur but a simple prayer laid solemnly bequeathed
Breath billowing in a summer's rage, waning tempest caught by a wisp of silken sheath honouring wholly surrendering the wildly burden a caged hurricane ensues
Spun fragments, ardent chords, variegated Autumn trill
Melodic memories slightly singed, fraught benevolence, cloistered walls, twisted labyrinth, barefoot paths and bridges embrave the tangled dark
Assuage her bevy of torrid gloom abode a plethora of fearsome phantoms
Her lofty inspired pantomimes, giddy daydreaming and silly stories enough to chase away duelling beasts from shadow play
Apologetic swilling streams yielding fractured sorrow
Ivy thoughts meander back and forth, flute and fiddle waltz together vowed silence
Fanciful she fondly paints patterned scars deeply etched beneath bare skin
Indelible these count to seven, her seven stars, her seven tattooed sisters
A fragile sigh survives pondering the fluent whisper of a wayward vagabond
Hushed melodies and crescent lies drifting, stretching boundless constellations falling wistful to frequent crayoned conversation
Each tomorrow wakes gilded exquisitely between her tender edges
Elusively besotted, charmed by the night, captured soulful, bewitched, enchanted amid an artist's splendour
With wings outstretched, unclipped, ornate
Splayed here prettily for her halo lays
Tips bleeding genteel tears of amethyst
Brimming, glistening, shimmering an untamed avalanche
Stillness adrift amidst unruly mindless clatter
Melodious tides scooped up and held with quiet breath
Empaths stargaze night's opulence her opened box brimming trinkets, studded light cradle threaded beads of topaz and gems of crystal, hearts eclipse both mystic moons
Stardust rapturous in a snow globe storm doth the elegance of paper hearts persist
Beneath quiet eyes of peridot, skipping stones and pirouettes
Shades of authenticity rest on the rolling cusp of rising tides
Petals orchid black bend lowly from a willow's crook
Dance they may
and dance they might
dance with her in the twirling night
A fallen penny sworn to peace cometh the unobtrusive humility of an organza sea
Lost in folded ribbons beg aubergine, blind quietude be her calling, her unsung perpetual moonless love
~ Josie A Kerr
22.06.2021
jarraley
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jarraley
23w
Read MoreRevamped and improved upon x x
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@miraquill @writersnetwork
#storytime #shortstory #wod -
jarraley
28w
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It is with many tears and a grieving heart I share my thoughts today. Recently hearing the news of Jack's passing it has saddened me greatly. He was humble and undoubtedly kind of heart, of strong faith and with sound integrity. I miss him as though the dawn might her morning birdsong, an empty sky devoid of colour and music. Prayers and love across the ocean to his Mom and family and dear friends. Jack was an inspiration to so many here, supporting new writers and encouraging everyone he was fortunate enough to read.
This poem here was his very favourite of mine. He told me many times how it gave him peace and changed him in ways he couldn't explain and would go back to revisit and read it over again. Often he would direct other poets so they could enjoy it too. Countless conversations we had with much admiration and respect for each other and for the love and craft of poetry. He adored my style of free verse as I loved his way with words hence renowned as the much admired Haiku King.
My darling Jack these words are eternally yours and I dearly hope they continue to bring you peace in the hereafter. In God's arms and my love, always your dearest Dale
#miraquill #writersnetwork #pod
@miraquill @writersnetworkPresence
Long after my last breath
You will still hear my voice
In my poetry
Reaching out with my words
Telling you I love you
Nurturing your growth
Encouraging with verse
Cheering louder than the crowd
A constance for your bright days and dark
In every instance
Seeing only the best of you
Gripping your hand when you need it most
Cradling when you stumble
Buoying your spirits when desolate
And when you feel
the coolness of the breeze
At your back in the eve
Tis a whisper of hope for your every tomorrow
That sweetness in the air
Lingering for a moment
teasing your senses without reason
A reminder I am always here
That swelling in your chest
as the day dawns
Abundance aboding in your heart
This is the love I leave with you
For always now
And till always then
~ Josie A Kerr -
A most beautiful echo
"I love you too"
♡ Josie A Kerr
10.03.2021 -
Till every tomorrow fades into rising nightfall
I will continue to believe in love's existence
♡ Josie A Kerr
10.03.2021 -
~ i will ~
I will share with you my brokenness
Poignant as her fledgling dawn
Faith comes softly fragrant perched once upon an early jasmine bloom
Engaged intimately to a timeless paradox
Dreams swirl and stir a tawdry sullied broth
Ripples free, bleed unpretentious
Vibrant cyphers, cryptic solace
Night and day poise resplendent
swaying, slow dancing, gently hers
Delve both hues ebony and black, exotic whites come tangerine
Days sequential a jester's crown, dealing aces through knave till king
each their other muted to an evocative mandala of handsome greys
Stepping fearless her tearful heel, loyalty steadfast
every step found resolute, forged in stone
Sweetly sung her promises, caught amongst the lyrical whimsy of darling chimes
Her cache of windswept pretty poetries, to and fro, unequivocally a lover's tryst
Her swiftly gentle reverie shyly musing time's quaint lullaby
Regaling tales kind hither fine songster, minstrel and musician brandishing beautiful thine jangling tambourine
With a magician's flurry of sprightly colours and a talisman of sterling stars
Her longtime journaled prose and lyrics carefully scrolled and gently twined
Cast devotion they transcend a trove of untold revelations
Stashed away somewhat forlorn betwixt nectar, brambles, tall heather and heath
Heartened beats gracefully harmonize every foregone truthfulness, art thee ploughed from grit and hallowed earth
With mettle sound, once encrypted, wielding mortar and marble pestle she bows to bended knees
Clasped hands murmur but a single prayer left solemnly bequeathed
Breath billowing in a summer's rage
Waning tempest caught by a wisp of silken sheath
Spun fragments, wistful chords, veriegated Autumn trill
Melodic memories slightly singed her fraught benevolence
Apologetic swilling streams yielding fractured sorrow
Ivy thoughts meander back and forth, flute and fiddle waltz together vowed silence
Fanciful she fondly paints patterned scars deeply etched beneath bare skin
Indelible these count to seven, her seven stars, her seven tattooed sisters
A fragile sigh survives pondering the fluent whisper of a wayward vagabond
Hushed melodies and crescent lies drifting, stretching boundless constellations
falling soft to frequent crayoned conversation
Tomorrow wakes gilded exquisitely between her tender edges
Elusively besotted, charmed by the night, captured soulful, bewitched, enchanted amid an artist's splendour
With wings outstretched, unclipped, ornate
Splayed here prettily for her halo lays
Tips bleeding genteel tears of amethyst
Brimming, glistening, shimmering an untamed avalanche
Stillness adrift amidst unruly clatter
Melodious tides scooped up and held with quiet breath
Empaths stargaze night's opulence her opened box brimming trinkets, studded light witn threaded beads of topaz and gems of crystal
Hearts eclipse both mystic moons
Stardust rapturous in a snow globe storm doth the elegance of paper hearts persist
Beneath quiet eyes of peridot, skipping stones and pirouettes
Shades of authenticity rest on the rolling cusp of rising tides
Petals orchid black bend lowly from a willow's crook
Dance they may
and dance they might
dance with her in the twirling night
A fallen penny sworn to peace cometh the unobtrusive humility of an organza sea
Lost in folded ribbons beg aubergine, blind quietude be her calling, her eventual endless dark
♡ Josie A Kerr
21.02.2021 -
It is I will stay just a little longer
My cheek against your chest
I'll be braver with the sun rise
♡ Josie
16.11.2020 -
jarraley
56w
I dance between the tearful rain
So no one sees my sorrow
Falling down like scintillating stars
♡ Josie
02.11.2020 -
Being brave
Breathing deeply
Just trying to keep all her balls in the air
♡ Josie
28.10.2020 -
Every tear holds true
a precious blessing within itself
A rainbow kissed by the warmth of the sun
♡ Josie
28.10.2020 -
Brave are those
Whose pretty tears
Glisten in the sunlight
♢ Josie
28.10.2020
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kosachaya
22w
Read MoreLOVE SAGA OF DUALISM
An ambiguous household giving a breakthrough.
To the wandering soul of reciprocating desire.
With a bewildering will to conjoin the knots.
Letting the divinity of every extent to sire.
Where the elders glitch the alike dignity.
Remunerating the renaissance of varied vision.
Irrespective of the abrupt cast dynamism.
Glimmering the voluptuous mission.
Enshrining the new dimension of romance.
Which conjuncture the love extremism .
Quivering the heart and minds of people.
To envision the breathtaking love saga of dualism.
Where the bizarre grudges of mutiny.
Outbreak the involvement of every unclean hand.
Instigating the uncircumcised dilemma.
Crisscrossing the two soul to land.
In the world of quixotic theories.
Transversing the perspectives in various version.
Thriving the rage of loved ones.
Weaving time to strangle misconception.
Enshrining the new dimension of romance.
Which conjuncture the love extremism .
Quivering the heart and minds of people.
To envision the breathtaking love saga of dualism.
Creating the tide of strife.
Where the adventurous journey became misadventure.
Reciprocating piteous thoughts to still thrive.
Shattering those soul to wither in venture.
Delineating the narration of sensational romance.
Which got encapsulated in the gigantic rage.
Quivering the souls to meet the dead end .
Where their love will be remembered at every age.
Enshrining the new dimension of romance.
Which conjuncture the love extremism .
Quivering the heart and minds of people.
To envision the breathtaking love saga of dualism.
©️kosachaya
-S Gayathri Vijayaragavan
…………….
Ballad poem
#love #wod #ko_sa_cha_ya_ec #ko_sa_cha_ya_wn
Thanks @miraquill for editors choice ❤️
Thanks @writersnetwork for repost ❤️.
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love_whispererr
22w
Read MoreWord - lover
Sentence - memories have wrinkled faces
#combination #wod
Thank you so much @writersnetwork ��Some chocolatey memories have wrinkled faces
I was three
when my father bought
some candies for me and
I tasted the sugary tang of chocolate
for the very first time and
my corsage turned deep brown
while my lower lip turned brownish-red.
I was thirteen
when my first lover presented me
some snicker bars on my birthday
and I put them inside an old box
to hide them from my mother
but after some days,
I found them in expired and dead state
but their wrappers were there
to stylize the pages of my history book.
I was twenty one
and he gifted me a cadbury celebrations pack
with a heart-melting letter on valentine's day
but I couldn't eat them
because my health freak bestie said
"don't eat chocolates,
it contains fat and you'll gain weight."
I looked that pack with moist eyes for three days
and again their wrappings
were pasted on my diary.
I was thirty seven
and my colleagues presented me
a box of chocolates on our tenth anniversary
and my son said
"woow mom !
How do your friends know that
I love chocolates ?"
I couldn't smile that day
because my artless tastebuds were screaming
inside me and I couldn't silence them.
I am seventy one
and yesterday I found some chocolates
inside the refrigerator and
looked here and there
and tried to hide one inside my lappet
but from behind, my daughter-in-law screamed
"Mom ! Are you a child ?
You know you've diabetes,
then why are you behaving like this ?"
Some teardrops were strangling my throat
at three am
and his portrait was smiling
from the corner of my room.
~o darling ! some chocolatey memories
have wrinkled faces too
B I D Y A -
Tonight, with every blink, I’m capturing our moments again. So when you leave this time, I’d have a reason to open my eyes everyday.
©cold_akhil -
IN A MOMENT EMIT
In a moment
or a blink of an eye
Time can drag
Or time can fly
Or one can hold their peace
Or speak their piece
Holding a timepiece
Or a wrist to watch
The hands of time
Is a man made design
So how does second
come before minute
So in a microsecond
I will admit
Time spelled backwards
Time to emit
©i2rhyme #696 6/28/21
Laurene Woods Labriola -
One by one the petals fell,
But it doesn't stop her from loving the flower.
Akin to that,
Her love for him was strong, despite the distance.
©bonitasarahbabu
06/27/2021 -
kosachaya
22w
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Skeptical dilemma unwind
the bizarre encounter with a tension……
Disrupting the occluded attention…
When the stranger become ranger with
a dramatic narration……
Time passes by…
Eyes gave a sigh..
But never felt to say bye…
Enlightening the unseen truth to strive my mind…
As the person was kind….
A stranger till date no one could ever find….
/became life-partner for life/
©️kosachaya
-S Gayathri Vijayaragavan
…………….
#story #wod.
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shegram
23w
Buds are a blooming,
Bees are a buzzing,
Rain clouds are forming
Rays of sunshine warming
Ants are marching, to and fro
Grabbing munchies, as they go
The breeze is soothing
Nature's lullaby crooning
A perfect day, for daydreaming
©shegram
Picture credit to rightful owner -
Peering into Connection
Every particle in the collective of our human form
Is a conscious entity unto itself
Just as every particle in the cosmos
Is entangled within the subatomic particles of ourselves
I have always seen our connection with God
Behind these unquestionable facts of particle physics
When I gaze upon a brilliant star, I see the vibrant energy waves
Of the ONE who dwells within each of us
//we can only hope that our expansion of consciousness is keeping pace with the rapid expansion of the universe//
©john_solomon -
john_solomon
33w
Stillness
Hear me children of the page, when forces of examination, eclipse your sunrise due to compression of burden...
Hear me all thoughts of rage, volatile emotions spliced digital, ravage a peaceful platforms very soul...
The miracle of every newborn
Is in the purity of awareness
The clarity of blank canvas
Before social conditioning snares us
So clear your neural slate
Yearn to your natural state
Claim your rest
Dwell the emptiness
Abyss union within the pale shadow
of your stillness.
©john_solomon -
If a single star can remind me of your eyes, just wonder love what those deep skies do to me.
©cold_akhil
