Over at Weekly Prompts, it’s the last weekend of the month, and it’s time for the One Day Prompt. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here …
Sailing Back in Time
One day, my mind was sailing down the river, and daydreaming about being in a kindergarten. Back to where time began, in a colourful garden of fun. Where nursery rhymes were real, and friendly fairies lived in the neighbouring field
Back then, love was homespun And given freely to everyone
This is Day 6 of the WordCrafter Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Book Blog Tour: Kay Castaneda is giving today’s presentation. It features DL Mullan reading her poem “Daybreak.” Please click on the link below to read Kay’s informative article.
Daybreak The heavy sky lightens. Night retreats. Illustrious topaz hues sharpen until the grand arc is a cascade of brilliant blue tones. Cloudless, the sea’s reflection smooths away any hint of the cosmic shroud. Behind the rays, stars slumber and planets wait. Yet, the moon hangs there: tranquil and sheer an unfinished watercolor, framed. Never ceases to reveal itself, the satellite balances the Earth and shifts the tides. Now, the once opaque sphere fades away; time reaffirms that this guardian too must conceal her mysteries. Although the waning gibbous departs, she remains our silent company throughout the constellations. Daylight irradiates. The waking world glows
Thank you to Carla for her fabulous Promotional Post about “our” Anthology, Poetry Treasures 5: Small Pleasures Please click on the link below to read her entire article …
Today is one of those days Sitting here, at the city by the bay** Watching daylight’s grand display
The salt water is pearly and lyrical The sea air is clean and soothing The whispering breeze is gentle and cool The sky is a velvety blue The hovering clouds are fluffy and white The sunshine is pure and warm
And my lonely crescent moon Is expecting me home soon
** City by the Bay, Geelong, Australia, sits on the shores of beautiful Corio Bay, just 73 kilometres southwest of Melbourne.
Under the dry sky’s grey umbrella I saw a small flock of noisy Corellas Forlornly fossick for leftover shoots In between the naked tree roots And the paddock’s desiccated ground Sadly, there was no dried-up spice to be found
The drought’s hungry field mice Had devoured everything nice
Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Obsession. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here. Some people say that I am obsessed with taking photos of the daytime moon … which is probably true, but in my poem today, I am using the ‘moon’ as a metaphor for ‘Easter Sunday’ …
Sunday Shroud
now you see me now you don’t I’m as pure as the driven snow and I covertly nudge my way through the cumulus clouds looking for that opening in the sky where I can display my Sunday Shroud and dispel that dreaded prophecy “He does not return”
Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, Releasing After Easter
I’m delighted to be part of the ensemble of poets featured in Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, published by Literary Revelations Publishing House. This beautifully curated collection brings together the voices of over 240 haiku poets from around the world.
The anthology features stunning cover art by renowned Japanese painter Hikari and fine-art photography by acclaimed artist Naoki Kimura. Tranquility will be released soon after Easter—stay tuned!
Blurb:
Following the overwhelming success of «Petals of Haiku,» which captured hearts and souls and became an Amazon bestseller, Literary Revelations Publishing House brings you “Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku.” This new anthology will enchant the readers with its delicate imagery and transitory moments, which inscribe themselves in eternity. Featuring nearly 240 talented authors, each bringing their talent and unique perspectives, Tranquility invites you to immerse yourself in a world where night flowers bloom and whispers linger in the spring air.
Poets are prophets linked to nature. In Tranquility, Haiku is their language. – Gabriela Marie Milton, author, editor, publisher
Here is one of my Haiku from the Tranquility Anthology:
Angel
My tranquillity Has wings and glides in heaven Free like an angel