Random Thoughts
Tell of the journey,
one born of strife where life comes
despite the long drought
Speak of the cycle,
lines in the sand where we stand
we’ll go no further
Listen to the stones
learn the still source of all life
mind clear as clean glass
Warble ’bout atoms
we’re made of stardust and light
each of us precious
Sing of surprises
make objects of dreams, hold tight
so they flower full.
Present words that shine
Hold the water that transforms
splash yourself with hope
Ease your arms open
fly, aim for the stars that fell
they created you
Goad bottom feeders
to branch out, forget their lack
better themselves now
Return to the land
where beige tents ‘neath oak trees dwell
children laugh and play
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for the Sunday Whirl #242 & #243; the Sunday Whirligig #51 because I love wordles.
Image credit: Unsplash
Brilliant!!
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Thank you 🙂
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There is no doubt left (not that I really had any to begin with) that your can truly master any genre of writing. This series of senryu are absolutely gorgeous, Melinda. I loved them all, but the emphasized one, left justified was my favourite because he encourages us ALL to listen in silence for life to speak to us. Awesome, my friend 🙂
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So many marvelous lines throughout, Melinda–lovely!!
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Inspiring indeed and your creating haiku with the balance of the first and third lines are stunning, Melinda…you ROCK!!
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Thank you 🙂 I learned by reading yours and Carol’s blogs 🙂
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This poem is so different from your story-telling.
I love your style in this poetic structure.
My favorite lines by you:
Warble ’bout atoms
we’re made of stardust and light
each of us precious
Yes, you speak truth in which we are made of light and hope for the universe.
Beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 to your point of this being different from my storytelling — actually this is the framework I usually weave a story in between the lines 🙂 I just didn’t have any story in me last night. So I left just the bones for now. I’ll go back and weave the tale in. I always do. Though when I post that tale, you won’t recognize it once the bones are covered up 🙂
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Excellent. I like your perspectives. 🙂
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Truly beautiful lines. We all are precious…and I like the idea of goading the bottom feeders 😉
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Thank you! I like the idea too. Stagnation is not good
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I love the entire poem but these are my favourite stanzas:
“Sing of surprises
make objects of dreams, hold tight
so they flower full.”
“Present words that shine
Hold the water that transforms
splash yourself with hope”
Gorgeous, Melinda. Hope you have a great day! ❤
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Thank you! I love those too. I love wordles!
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I can see that 🙂
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😀
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Brilliant and so inspiring!
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Thank you 🙂 I just jotted this down after a very long frustrating day.
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My pleasure! I hope today is better!
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Me too 🙂 I think it will be.
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Delightful…..Thanks for taking us along with you….Well-haikued! 😉 Hugs!
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Thank you! hugs to you too 🙂
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Ooooh! These are beautiful random thoughts, Mel! ❤ ❤ ❤
This hits hard:
Warble ’bout atoms
we’re made of stardust and light
each of us precious
smiling sigh
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Thank you 🙂
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Very nice, so good 👏👏 bravo
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Thank you 🙂
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Exquisite haiku, with great internal rhymes in the second lines!
And I LOVE this:
“Ease your arms open
fly, aim for the stars that fell
they created you”
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Thank you 🙂 I love that one too
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My pleasure!
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😀
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