Time Stilled

Two ancient green papers thin
Spidery cobwebbed palms
Delicate talon hooked digits
Weaving lace
Exquisite
Gossamer
Whisper
Wafer
Thin

Astride full throttled boat
Gliding playfully in deep blue
Competing with deeper blue above
We landed
On the island
Where time
Stood still
History
Centuries
Unthawed

Ginger bread house
Multi hued unsubtle
Framed in doorway
With cucumber innards
As a Still life
Posed
an industrious
Lace maker
Nonna

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fotos from internet- we visited Burano, Italy in ’07 and picture is imprinted in my head

Misty Musings

Misty Musings

Washed by the soft golden light of dawn
Rinsed to sparkle by erring cloudlet in morn
Peals of happy-go-lucky laughter abound
Grandpa’s house echoed such gleeful sounds


Deeply embedded in halcyon days of summer
Golden months away from home sans murmur
Kite flying and exploration is every dark cranny
Ever chided and cajoled by a frail doting granny



Those horse and buggy rides to the park
Rivalry with cousins and siblings sparks
Amidst sounds of cow moos n mews n barks
Always on the lookout for more daring larks

Bitten by the muse held many impromptu shows
Amidst sudden outbursts of furious raging rows
Calming gentler tones of elders to mollify n cow
All come rushing to fore in pleasurable waves now!!
Those lazy crazy days of gone by summers
Knock on memory’s door in soft murmurs
Foggy mind n misty eyes recall times sublime
If only we could go back in time often times
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(picture by Komlet)

Breathless Exhilaration

(All pictures are from the internet- not mine- disclaimer)

Breathless  Exhilaration

Unfolding vista sublime
Banishing sense of time

Glacial pristine quilted throws
Grey silt waters and icy floes

Snow capped ranging mountain heads
White silhouettes midst blues and reds

Awesome brown grizzlies n black bears
Romping Orcas whales n dolphin mares

Porpoise, sea otters, walrus seals wading birds
All edging nudging vying for attention in herds

Mighty moose, caribou, gray wolf  and Dall sheep
Bald eagles, owls, gulls chattering squirrels creep

Fantastic wildlife, birds, spawning salmon runs
Native folklore, totems poles with nights- none!!!

Breathless we craved for more sans masks
Nature purifying spirits  to core, no mean task!

Leaving us
 Breathless
Exhilerated
Wanting
More
    N
     more

The Love Letter

The love Letter!!

Why oh why my heart decried
Seared burnt painfully fried

Waltzing away abruptly, no inkling
Breaking my heart, blood congealing

Listless confused I pitifully blunder
Blissfully loving, I let you plunder

You showered love drenching full measure
All delirious moments in thy arms, I treasure

This sudden withdrawal leaves me shattered
Bewildered I relive all moments that mattered

Why oh why my heart decried
Seared and burnt painfully fried

Who loves so wholeheartedly then walks away, I say!
Blasphemy it is and a black day for all lovers if I may

Thus heartbroken I agitate and cogitate senselessly
Seeking needle of why in love haystack feverishly

Distracted by door chimes I hasten barefoot downstairs
Courier delivers Valentine Roses amidst envious stares

Pounding heart I skip upstairs tearing envelope in haste
Healing words soothe and assuage all pain I did taste

Sweetheart  I had to beat a painful retreat to test our love
True love dictated before tying love knot of us two doves

Duly tested, love shone through bright as a newly minted coin
Forward steps retreated, dancing in tune joyfully to forever join

Love sweet love tested tried finally won and came home
Rejoicing ever after on Valentine’ Day, amen, ohm, shalom.

 

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There is only one situation I can think of in which men and
women make an effort to read better than they usually do.
It is when they are in love and reading a love letter.
Mortimer Adler  American, Philosopher

 

**Come out of the circle of time / And into the circle of love.
**Pilgrimage to the place of the wise is to find escape from
    the flame of separateness.
**Only from the heart Can you touch the sky.
**Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone
    sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.
** The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you,
     not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet
     somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
** This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred
     veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally,
     to take a step without feet.
Jalal ud-Din Rumi

(picture from internet- Raja Ravi Varma’s Love Letter)

Christmas Wish

Daddy and mommy you both are the best
You made me so happy n that is not a jest
I can have my own beautiful puppy to play
And this will keep me out of mischief n fray
I do promise fervently that I will take every care
Train him and love him to be obedient and aware
Today my Santa came early and granted my fervent wish
I am jumping with joy as surely it  will all my blues banish
I will take extra care and keep him under tight leash
Now we have to hurry up and get a bed n doggy dish
My heart it singing and my little world is now joyful
You have made me happy and I will surely be dutiful
I feel like hugging the whole world and share my bliss
Let’s seal this wonderful moment with a hug and kiss
Daddy and mommy you both are the best
You made me so happy n that is not a jest
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Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause. Believe in others. Believe in yourself.
 Believe in your dreams. If you don’t, who will?
Jon Bon Jovi American, Musician
 

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