To cite a poet I admire very much:
“Sometimes I dream.
Sometimes I get scared.
Sometimes I get poetry.”
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Musings on life, love, and healing past trauma
To cite a poet I admire very much:
“Sometimes I dream.
Sometimes I get scared.
Sometimes I get poetry.”
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
On the last night
Of summer time
The stars are out in force
Shining brightIn the dark sky
Of all hallows
Restless souls watch
Another year passing byIn a house festooned
With ghosts and ghouls
The witch sheds blood
Offering thanks to the moonOn this liminal night
As the veil thins
The other realm nears
Bringing departed ones in sightHear what they say
©RedCat
Voices from the other side
Living in fear of death
You’ll regret not living fully one day
Image credits:
Image 1: Photo by Jake Weirick on Unsplash
Image 2: Photo by Andy Holmes on Unsplash
Leave any light on the endless shelves
©REDCAT
Speak the pass phrase
Only those with flawless elocution
A mind open to betwixt and between
Shall pass the warden
Go through the Nyx-door
Plunge into onyx darkness
Within are nights that never die
Without the world spins on
Here only esthesis will guide you
Stay as long as it pleases thee.
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Body and mind buzzing with the joy of dance class, I felt this to be a good way to get back to Wandering the Archives Wednesday that I’ve missed for a few weeks.
Written for Get Listed! with a Mystery Guest at toads.
Really fun, and much harder to than one word prompts.
Both club images by Antoine J. on Unsplash
The bed is calling me to sleep. Even though my mind wants to writing keep. But the hours of the day is stacking up. And so does the silly errors. So I better be off to bed.
I the silent night
To swoop and call with the bats
Vivid dreams take flight
©RedCat
Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.
Read other Daily Haibun’s here.
Image credits:
First photo: Photo by Josh McLove on Unsplash
Second image: Photo by Kate Stone Matheson on Unsplash
Third image: Photo by Vikram Nair on Unsplash
Outside is a cacophony of play. The sound of late summer nights. Insects playing their song.
For some reason it makes me feel a bit melancholic. Like I’m mourning a season not yet gone.
Maybe it’s just fear of the unknown. Trepidation at throwing myself into a new life situation.
There’s also tender hope, the seasons will turn, and I’ll begin to learn. Taking the first steps on a new journey. Sowing the seeds of coming adventures. Part of me can’t wait.
As seasons turn, we
grow and learn, sowing mind seeds
that will sprout next spring.
© RedCat
Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.
Read other Daily Haibun’s here.
What kind of stories do you want to be told?
Of magical creatures and knights of old
Or modern heroes with ingenious gadgets
Maybe of vampires that sleep with maggots
Whatevers your taste
Take your time, bedtime is not for haste
Sleep well my sweet
Mother will watch keep
© RedCat
Awake
Not asleep
Company you keepTalk
Worry sharing
Hand hold caringSteadfast
Strong pillar
Repels depressive killerForthright
Honest, straight
Restoring lost faithAccepting
Big, small
Trauma scarred allTrust
Freely given
True heart livingFriendship
Fortifying presence
Find my essenceStrength
Along way
Even when astraySafe
© REDCAT
To be
Realize all me
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Another Hay(na)ku for this week’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.
Enjoy!
When dusk is night long
Lasting until dawn
Poppies vibrant song
Siren fey dreams spawnThrumming in the veins
Passion’s deep well
Growing like the grains
By hypnotic smellHear Midsummer’s call
Wonders fill your heart
Feel the fire of Sol
Drink her heedy quartFrolic and feel joy
Bathe in love’s red lust
Freedom life buoy
By starlight souls trustBask in Everglow
© REDCAT
Caressed by the breeze
Rest content below
Midsummer poppies
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Midsummer is drawing nearer each day. So it felt fitting to share this poem for tonight’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.
Nights are magical right now. The light is otherworldly. Flowers shine with their own light and lend a seducing perfume to the air.
Read more about the Goddess Sól (Norse Mythology) on Wikipedia.
Also linking to Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Café.