Hello dear readers and followers, unfortunately, I have to report that my dreaded “BLUE SCREEN CURSE” has returned, and with frustrating difficulty, I have been able to post this article tonight; however, as for my website blogging activities, I am very much restricted by the amount of available time I have left in between my numerous ‘Mirco Soft Shut Downs’ … Hence, the Beluga Lagoon music/video, “Blue” is my appropriate music choice tonight …
My Sky’s Icons (a Tanka)
The moon and the sun My heavenly universe For now, beyond reach “Patience, my son, worry not One day soon, your time will come.”
Over at Weekly Prompts, this weekend is their monthly Colour Challenge, and they selected the colour BROWN. To visit their fabulous site, please click HERE.
A big thank you to, Nancy for being the source of my inspiration for this poem
Rusty and earthen, I supported her burden. I was no Spartan, And asked for no one’s pardon- I’m a bygone guardian.
Beluga Lagoon, The Snail, Lyrics
Pain, no really for me Some will suffer far more than I will but then we’ll all be still some day A snail, I’m a snail on the sea And so slowly I sink to the deep as I try to remember peace
Lions and tigers and beggars and bears They all live today and they all will decay The world and the folk and the things you could see And I swim in the gloom in a room where I struggle to breathe
Where I struggle to breathe Where I struggle to breathе
Streetlights, gold on cold Like a beacon In my sort of soul Grows so old now the cold Kills my bonеs Kills my bones Kills my bones Kills my bones Kills my bones
Graveyards make me calm I don’t know why Deepest kind of dreaming Caribbean coastline Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water Clear blue water
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is Intoxicating. To visit their fabulous site, please click HERE
Winter Flowers (a Tanka)
Striving for sunlight Winter blooms know how to catch And absorb the warmth From the cloudless icy sky Without waiting for springtime
The Sigur Rós song “Með Suð Í Eyrum”—which translates to “With a Buzz in Our Ears”—is a poetic and emotionally charged exploration of sensory overload, communal struggle, and the quiet persistence of life’s deeper rhythms.
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the monthly Colour Challenge, and for June, they selected the colour Blue. To visit their fabulous site, please click on Here Today, my Tanka is about Rainbows, and there’s Blue in a rainbow
Winter’s Rainbows (a Tanka)
Autumn waves goodbye Winter winds and gloomy skies Inundate our eyes Despite the icy, hard rain Rainbows shine, and do not cry
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Silhouette. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >>HERE I have not mentioned the word ‘Silhouette in my poem, but after sunset, the sky is covered in colourfull ‘silhouettes’.
The Horizon’s Encore (a Tank)
Half an hour after The sun’s disappearing act The horizon’s lights Refused to exit the stage When Twilight called out for more
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