Our precious words we lock away
Save them for a rainy day
Imprisoned in our minds they stay
Never to see the light of day
Anxiously they pine away
Falling into disarray
Ideas once bright dimly glow
If only we could let them go
Across blank paper freely flow
Till new dawn the rooster crows
Weaving tales of wondrous lore
Shaking readers to the core
Alas, not yet, it’s far too soon
Maybe come next blue moon
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Paper
Bottle up
Your
Cares and
Woes
Find a
Place for
Them to
Stow
Let
The joy
Within you
Grow
There for
All the
World to
Show
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Bottle
“In every walk
with nature,
one receives
far more
than he seeks.”
-John Muir-
Daily Prompt – Total
wealth of chartreuse spheres
soon to transform to snow white
avalanche forecast
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Volume
peanuts in the shell
concealed by lush grass greening
blue jay raids his stash
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Triumph
mother and infant
truest of tender bonds pure
love in the making
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Tender
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Crisp
Wordless Wednesday – (06/07/17)
If we devoted
As much time
To nurturing
Our inner selves
As we do to
Polishing
Outward appearances
Our souls would be
Breathtaking
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Polish
wily trout awaits
lurking in cool stream yonder
suited up to go
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Natty
chugging down the rails
mountains wed yon horizon
slowly melt away
Inspired by Daily Prompt – Distant
