To my daughter

Reach out! Reach up!
Climb the highest height
Follow your dreams
Let hope give you wings
Be brave, be bold, be strong!

Look to a new day
A bright not a blue day
Stand straight, walk tall, be you
For you are unique, you burn so bright
You, the wonderful you!


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #87 photo prompt.

Image credit: Dakota Corbin @ Unsplash
The image shows a wall decorated by splashes of colour. There are outlined sketches of two hands on the wallAbove the decorations, the words “The best gift is you” are written. A woman can be seen walking a baby in a stroller in the front.

Death or Glory

Hiding in barns and outbuildings by day
Walking in hedgerows undercover of night
Head down, senses alert
Day after day, avoiding the light.

The border’s not far; check point ahead
Dive for cover or put up a fight?
Crouch in the undergrowth; senses strain
The longest day; freedom’s in sight.

Evening comes, it’s time to run
Pound across fields, vault over gates
Soldiers shout, shots are fired
Adrenaline pumps, heart thumps.

Hounds at my heels, boots thud on the ground
Screw up my courage, don’t ever look back
It’s now or never, my ultimate hope
Striving for freedom, just one final leap.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #86 photo prompt.

Image credit: Warren Wong @ Unsplash
The image shows shows a stretch of empty road. There is a man in running shoes taking a leaping jump over the yellow dividing line on the road.

Smitten

Behind those sapphire eyes
a trusting soul peers out

your little heart beats apace
tiny mouth mews silently

oh, little kitten
I am smitten

beholding a world
of wonder
anew.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #85 photo prompt.

Image credit: Iqbal Nuril @ Pixabay
The image shows a small kitten looking inquisitivelyfrom under a table.

Winter’s song

Slender notes as crisp as frost
cast silver beads across the grass
colour-drained trees old and bare
echo tunes on winter air

Melodies fill the sunless day
where morning shadows long to to play
perched upon a lonely pew
fragile memories form anew

Snippets snatched from days long past
pervade an emptiness that’s vast
remembrances both sweet and dear
proffer us a tender tear.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #84 photo prompt.

Image credit: Clay Banks @ Unsplash
The image shows an older man sitting on a bench by a park. There is a trolley bag behind him. He is playing a stringed instrument and has a collection bag by his feet.

Thanks to Cassa of Flicker of Thoughts and Spira of inSPIRAation I have learned what the instrument in the photo is. Called a Erhu, it makes a most beautiful sound:

Rain in Jiang Nan_Erhu Cover

Dispel the darkness

Darkness comes early on these winter days
colour drains from bleached frigid skies
cobalt tints bleed to shades of stone
dripping into gun-metal water
remorseless, brutal
devoid of hope.

Darkness crowds in on these winter days
warmth leaches from dwindling vistas
landscapes recede, horizons narrow
care-free life flutters out of reach
fading to remembrance
of times past.

A glimmer remains on these winter days
a single shaft of sunlight reaches out
to dispel today’s sombre skies
one ray of honeyed promise
for a golden new
tomorrow.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #83 photo prompt.

Image credit: Sadje
The image shows a wooden pier extending into a lake. The sky overhead is partly cloudy with sun trying to peep.

Reaching for a rainbow

Varicoloured, head spinning, ebb and flow below
Easy now, no need to go
Reflect on your decision. No!
Taking my leave now
I’m stepping out
Gasping, grasping
Oblivion.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #82 photo prompt.

Image credit: Sean Robertson @ Unsplash
The image shows a view of a busy street from the top of a tall building. Down below you can see traffic and pedestrians.

Biding my time

Concealed behind that plain façade
silently observing yet unobserved
you creep along obscure corridors
listening at keyholes, capturing confidences
pocketing intrigues and salting them away.

Green mantle cloaked, you traverse the town
sniffing out secrets, ferreting for indiscretions
licking spoons that stir the pot
snatching skeletons from cupboards
to one day share and spill.

Nothing escapes your inimical attention
under your watch, people scarcely sleep
they mind their tongues, mind other people’s
but blank of countenance and with eyeless innocence
for now your secrets stay safe with me.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #81 photo prompt.

Image credit: Victoria Strukovskaya @ Unsplash
The image shows a closed wooden gate with the number 28.5 written on it with chalk. The gate is surrounded by thick green creepers.

Enigma of Giza

What secrets lie behind those sightless eyes?
What words remain unspoken by those muted lips?
Splendid in your solitude, presiding over barren sands
Relic of antiquity made inscrutable by time.

Awed, we gaze upon your enigmatic face
Charmed by the essence of your fading gaze
Veiled in ancient mystery, emblem of eternity
Focused on a future which persists beyond our ken.

Come, rise phoenix-like from that aeolian tomb!
Ascend the dunes and navigate the silken sands of yore
Spirit traversing the tracks of vanished acolytes
A wild wind whispering the secrets of the past.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #80 photo prompt.

Image credit: Alka Jha @ Unsplash
The image shows the Sphinx in the desert of Giza, Egypt.

Day after Day

each night, enveloped in scarlet
golden sun slides under blue blankets
gossamer strands of lingering light
caress cooling sands
waves wash upon the shore, breaking
breaking, unceasingly breaking
erasing away the day

each night, cloaked in obsidian
silver moon shakes out her gown
scattering glittering pennies
over wine-dark skies
waves wash upon the shore, breaking
breaking, unceasingly breaking
hailing a new dawn


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #79 photo prompt.

Image credit: Philippe D @ Unsplash
The image shows a lighthouse situated on a small island. The sun is setting behind the lighthouse, colouring the sky in beautiful shades of orange and pink

Dinner for Two

Dusk melts seductively
Into soft velvet
Night
Now darkness descends
Expectation
Revives

Forever, I’ll long to hold you again
On this date when I
Remember

This is our special night
When I set the table, anticipating, longing for you
Oh, I will always be longing for you.


Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #78 photo prompt.

Image credit: Gabriella Clare Marino@ Unsplash
The image shows a table set for two people. The location seems to be outdoors, in an alley