Eyes of Blue
her eyes looking through me
as if she sees my soul
and maybe she does
and that is okay
she already has my soul
in her eyes of blue
Today’s poem for National Poetry Month comes from this Poetry Prompt
Eyes of Blue
Tag: soul
Every Beat
Every Beat
Every drum beat
as the trumpet cries
to my soul
keeps my pulse in rhythmic flow
Stopping short for the moments
which take my breath away
and flowing with the rhythm
tapping my feet in time
As my shoulders move
dancing in my seat
throbbing heart of joy
pleasures at the beats
This is what music does
capturing rhythm in my soul
enriching heart flow
taking my breath away
and bringing it back
Today’s poem is in response to this Prompt.
The Spirit of Music Plays On
The Spirit of Music Plays On
As I look at the tan shaded keys of the piano
Crackled dingey and peeling
Melodies are now memories
Of the time when elegance was about tea and piano time
When we all dressed proper and sang deep from the soul
Just as when we faced the hurricanes
We gathered at the farm
Secured the property
Gathered by the waiting piano
Until the master touched the keys
And all worries of wind and rain
Were belted out to calm the storms
And we survived
Our dear piano survived
Always leaving us with peace
Each day was another day of hope
Ballads and nursery tunes alike
Grew the spirit
Another moment to survive
Another moment to love
And as we faced the pandemic
The old soul piano was still there with us
Some have passed on
But the music remained
It comforted us as we once again gathered
And realized that all the riches of the world
Could not do more than the riches of knowing
We had each other
We still had music
We still had soul
Looking at the old piano
Abandoned by time and loss
I leave a yellow rose of joy
For time has leant more than anything else
And I am grateful for the song
Eye of the Storm
Searching Within
within the iris
deep within the calming soul
oceans stir to calm
Seeking the Source
taking task with life
opening the eyes for depth
waves within rush forth
Finding the Answers
bracing for the storm
what appears to be most calm
is stirring life’s force
…..
Thank you to Susi Bocks for her dedication to the “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge”
For the Bahamas – A Tanka
For the Bahamas
for the Bahamas
tides have come and gone and yet
so much to be done
placing feet in their wet shoes
spirits trudge forward in hope
keeping it mindful
taking stock of what’s to do
bringing up courage
there’s really no other way
but to fight for making home
starting all over
is hard enough to battle
keep in mind the loss
hold their spirits in the heart
what can old souls do in life
but be a part of all
taking account of life’s toll
one moment to next
one small step to create change
keeping the faith going strong
