Wet Your Whistle…

Hey guys, Harry Furness is Whistling Again over at his blog. We’ve all missed him so pay him a visit!

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Refuge

Refuge
I found him in the garden
frozen from the cold and barely moving
I extended my hand – offering nothing more
than a moment of refuge
I slowly felt the movement
as he crawled from flower to hand
and merely sat there
absorbing the warmth
suddenly he began to thaw
and his wings, now restored
were ready for flight
I returned him to the flower
and without [...]

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Rendition

Too many times I thought I’d found the key
imagining the spirits spoke to me
But words, just like our dreams, to some degree
become whatever we need them to be
The parchment cannot dictate what I see
distorted by my own reality

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Massacre in Market Square

Photo by Ron Janoski
Massacre in Market Square
The rain has washed the blood away
That ran through Market Square
Yet never will it be the same
The stench still lingers there
The walks are empty — no one strolls
Or wanders without care
Bright light streaming from the poles
Masks the darkness and despair.
When walking past the brick facade
One senses haunted air
The Oyster [...]

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Writing Workshop Returns

Jo Janoski has resumed the Word Catalyst Writing Prompts. Stop in and leave a link to your own blog post.
Word Catalyst Writing Workshop

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Powerless

Suddenly, the magic begins to subside
And reality crashes through the barrier
I’ve so masterfully maintained
The truth invades my heart and soul
The tears begin to flow
Like a river that has outgrown
The holding power of the mighty dam
I begin to ask “why”
There is no answer. No solution
No quick fix or patch that will stop
The flow of pent up [...]

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Rituals

I enter the forest daily
To visit my favorite tree
A ritual I keep
Without making a peep
Or disturbing it’s need
To be free.
For I know that with
Or without me
It is destined to be
A magnificent tree!

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Abstract Love

If lightening
displayed an attraction
To the thunder that proceeds it
If the flower bed
grew fond of
The perennial that seeds it
If the arch
adored the keystone
That allowed its strength to hold
Why then
is love forbidden
Between a fire and the cold?

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Happy Birthday Bob Church!

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And Off I Go…

Hi Everyone,
just a note to thank all who have supported me and left such thoughtful and inspiring comments over the years. At the present time I seem to have lost my need for blogging on a regular basis. I will continue publishing my poetry at www.wordcatalystmagazine.com  and will hopefully find time for blogging again [...]

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Dread

Take songs from all the robins in the trees
Mix well with summer’s smell of new-mown grass
Combined with soft and sultry springtime breeze
Prepare a potent  potion  that will last
And as the winter winds begin to blow
Apply the potion lovingly with flair
The days will fly away before you know
And spring, my friend, will suddenly be there.

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Hearts and Flowers

it’s not what it seems
this fortress of dreams
is cracking
and coming apart at the seams
it’s not in my head
this compatible thread
is unraveling
approaching a moment of dread
it’s not in my power
this ivory tower
is destined to crumble
good-bye hearts and flowers

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