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Thursday, April 18, 2013
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A Clear Midnight
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, and the stars.
--Walt Whitman, (1819 - 1892)
Welcome to A Poem In Your Pocket Celebration 2013 Thanks to all poets for your participation; revisit A Poem In Your Pocket 2012
purple kimonos
retreating between walls -
zen sunset
--Lavana Kray, Romania
forgotten
tulips on the back side
of your list
--Ralf Bröker, Germany
Ixora
The ixora blooms drink to their delight,
From the wetness in seasons of the rain;
Their little umbrella faces bereft of strain,
Resplendent in interludes of sunlight;
I linger a while to write, a tribute if i might,
To your now iterative state, and feign
Jealousy, to compliment your splendor again;
Radiant reds, oranges, and yellows bright,
A common place blooming, a beautiful sight;
No place in legendary courts to regain,
For never have you lost your plebeian reign;
A threadbare glory remains your right;
Seen here and there never out of sight;
Still my delight, beautiful ixora you remain
--gillena cox, (Pink Crush 2011 pg9)
higher and higher
mountain stream and I
weaker and weaker
--Gabriel Sawicki, Poland
sperm whale—
I am stranger speaking
in coda accent
--Ernesto P. Santiago / Philippines
flight of fancy
lifts my journey
through each day
china doll
closes her fan...
do you love me?
wings fan the air...
swallow
takes flight
dog days of summer
hot air air-conditioner cold...
ceiling fan revolution
--Pat Geyer, East Brunswick, NJ USA
Taking a break
the sparrows' twitter
at the feeder
--Beate Conrad, GER/USA
daily walk...
always a tissue
in his pocket
--Diane Mayr, US
dwarf banana plant
she says my haiku
show promise
--William Kenney, US
Thanks: Beate, Bill, Diane, Ernesto, Gabriel, Lavana, Lorraine, Pat, Ralf for your contributions
The Linky Widget has been removed, one Link, inputted by Lorraine is now hyperlinked
Poems in this Poetry Day sequence are the copyright of the individual writers
Till next year
much love
gillena
daily walk...
ReplyDeletealways a tissue
in his pocket
Sometimes, there's just no room in a pocket for a poem!
Diane thank you for your sharing
ReplyDeletemuch love...
This is so beautiful
ReplyDeletein the rain
birds now chirp
music
Lorraine, glad you stopped by, thank you for the haiku
ReplyDeletemorning twittering
i awake and pray
much love...
Delightful poetry. I especially enjoyed your verses. Thanks for sharing your beautiful work.
ReplyDeleteglad you stopped by WG
ReplyDeletemuch love...