The Chapters of Today #oneshotwednesday

We closed the chapter yesterday

you were a whisper away

smiling during the dedication

catching prism-like reflection

a loving and tearful display

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I turned a page in my life today

a new script to unfold

catching friends bloom ~a glance

butterflies in a regal dance

many stories yet untold

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There was a book they say

filled with colorful array

it represented forever

we embraced it together

we continue to  play

 

Yesterday we buried a dear friend who lost the battle with cancer, today I bury a dream called One Stop Poetry, tomorrow a new dream, a new chapter will unfold for each of us.

To each of you who has supported One Stop Poetry and a crazy dream thank you; to my team wishing you the best as you pursue new heights – all my love to each of you.

My dreams and life are changing but in an exciting way: I am moving back to San Francisco – my home where I will care for my aging mother and where I will heal from a respiratory disease that salt air “wonderfully” cures, I am returning to my studies an an artist with my mentor; my books for special needs children will  be moving forward to publication; my dream to see artists realize their dreams will continue and hopefully take wing.

 

Please join us for a farewell to One Stop Poetry

 

Ode To a Writer #oneshotwednesday

Ode to the Writer

You’ve seen me in print
Reading parts of my type
Thinking my words
reflect what I am like
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points misread
lies between the lines
mere complications
Space and time
***
you’ve read into words
sometimes that will be
When you misunderstand
What you think you see
***
please realize
I’m not who you believe
You never really saw
The unknown person – me

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I wrote this weeks ago for a site that was doing a feature of me on a VLOG. It was fun as the writer in the poem was just a person. Today I spoke with a co-author/ dear friend. We  had big dreams and lived some. She helped start and I wrote for a small international radio station ( still operating). We wrote several books (  paid for  printing); they have been distributed  all over the world. You may know who I am today – but who I will become and where I was before there ever was Moondustwriter – well hmmm we shall see.

We are into week 54 of One Shot Wednesday having just celebrated a year of being.

Please join us and take some time to read fantastic poetry.

Thanks to Leah Jones http://www.flickr.com/photos/accidentallyjewish/2337869818/

Pain – Fear – Cancer #oneshotwednesday #poetry #cancer

How do you douse 20 years of pain

that falls like sheets of  pouring rain?

with a needle, a pill

or  a strong stubborn will?

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How do you face unfaceable fear?

the adversary today certainly not clear

A shotgun, a dagger

an act, a feigned swagger?

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How do you battle multiple growths of  Cancer?

For so many I wish I held the answer

strong arms  a bucket for the tears

truck load of warm loving prayers

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To you who suffer there is no plan but there is in fact a place to turn.

I’ve heard there were no atheists in the foxhole.

I assure you there are few who don’t seek the strong arms of a God in a Cancer ward.

As I write this, I am packing to go to a cancer hospital to find out where my cancer is at.

( I do believe in miracles;  I have experienced way too many to not believe in victory.)

When I face fear I get rather cold and distant – if any of you have felt this from me please don’t take it personally.

I guess this would constitute as a gray poem not dark

Happy One Shot to all and thanks to each for their contribution.

Thanks for the photo of this grafitti piece: http://www.flickr.com/photos/wilderdom/266650346/

Drawn Together… #oneshotwednesday #poetry

My first sweep of your jawline

a shade around your nose

caught on your eyes

what happened who knows

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I sketched until dawn

a face that I’d rendered

then why were my lips

shaking and tender

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I peered deeper

you looked back at me

what had I done

had I set my love free?

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To settle on a face

the one of my dreams

Oh what a fool

to believe in such schemes

**

I continued to draw

each night until dawn

nothing changed

what had gone wrong?

***

Hearing a sound

before the sun rose

a knock on the door

could it be? I don’t know

***

There you stood

rays circling your face

the man in my drawing

it was you in this place

I recently started drawing again. I have spent hours, days on a face. I imagined what it would be like to draw someone into existence ~ Voila!

It is celebration time – One Stop Poetry is one year old. Join the talented community of poets – share your work with us today!

Dave Kleinschmidt http://www.flickr.com/photos/dklein/20383096/

Our Beach #oneshotwednesday

Early dawn awakens

calling us to her

waves recede their motion

revealing white treasure

*

unveiled  each saucy look

Wide eyed as a child

taking in the picture

things so tame yet wild

*

birds stilt-like skinny legs

scurry dodge the flow

She knows us and smiles

little ones on the go

**

lovers in their own world

place where it all starts

hoping never for an end

passion gives a spark

**

wondrous moments in the fog

fingers always clasped

bare foot momentary prints

they  never seem to last

**

Seashells never found before

driftwood sadly bare

relics of those broken hearts

dreams , never shared

***

we take a walk along our beach

and reach toward the sand

quickly reaches back at us

her foam covered hand

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I grew up and lived at or close to the beach. The world there is free, clean and wild. It always beckons some of us back for more.

Please join us for a walk with others in the world of poetry at One Shot Wednesday

Desperate Run #oneshotwednesday #poetry

It was  all a bit too haunting

clouds off the Black Sea coast

an evening to remember

each thing carefully selected by our host

lulled by Russian stories

from a war long ago

enjoying new friendships

so much we wanted to know

The storm came in a fury

we dined in an elegant tent

winds were upon us

the canvas torn and rent

Our host had seen such terror

in the youth of his life

as he looked upon his dearest

I saw him fear for her life

This tent could not protect us

but where were  we to go

unto an open field

heeled legs burdensome and slow

No light to guide

except from pitch black sky

running in no direction

lightening tendrils did magnify

It Came down right before me

blasting the energy box

sparks lept before us

we thought that she was lost

Don’t ask me  all that  happened

that frightening stormy night

I fail to remember

all the horrors in our flight

A storm in a country

we didn’t call our own

we couldn’t speak the language

it certainly wasn’t home

but this I will remember

of that storm of that time

he saved us each from danger

this brave new friend of mine

Join us for One Shot Wednesday an opportunity to share your poetry with a community of excellent writers.

A Tear #oneshotwednesday

I caught a tear

that fell from your eye

as I watched 

it mingled with mine

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Was it  your cheek

where it fell?

glistening sorrow

or was it mine?

*

I felt the dampness

lost in the confusion

caught in the pool

of sadness

**

An expression

of the past

what was lost

wet, speechless sadness

**

watering

the flowerbeds

we hoped

for a future

***

seeking

warming rays

lighting the way

to tomorrow’s future

Please join us for another week of One Shot Wednesday.

A day to meet other poets and share in their work.

Thanks to Meg Yarsh for the photo:http://www.flickr.com/photos/megyarsh/2436625875/

Darkness All Along #oneshotwednesday

Look at me a tragic flaw

assembled by nature

as a blemish

an embarrassment

surely not meant to embrace

rather shun

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you don’t know me

you say you do

but you don’t

not really

who does?

no one!

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Take a closer look

look into nothing

For that is what I am

my heart an abysmal void

a web darkly spun

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I live life alone

on my own terms

sample what you like

there is nothing worth having

 better escape, quickly, run!

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This is my curse

a world of loveless, nothingness

drawn into dark

away from the light of hope

don’t bother there is no sun

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But then

it is what they wanted

chosen and delivered to me

an anomaly

a freak

being no one

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Here’s to another week of One Shot Wednesdays.

I was looking back over my notes and emails in May and June when we were throwing ideas around about One Shot Poetry.  Its been a great year for One Stop Poetry – thanks for your support.

Thanks to Creative Commons and Sarah for the photograph : http://www.flickr.com/photos/dm-set/4144947061/

In Bondage #poetry #oneshotwednesday

I cannot use

words to express

no rhyme no reason

so sad

I confess

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For I have sworn

duly so

to not reveal my heart

but this you

know

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Were I able

I’d sing a song

dance in the moonlight

all night

long

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In our eyes

there’d be no trace

in sorrow

or sadness

there is no place

***

Gladness and laughter

would fill each line

spilling in verse

no sense

of time

*

But I am speechless

yes it is so

for I am bound

from romance

sad –  I know

Michelangelo is my favorite sculptor. This piece (one of the captive series)  has so much feeling.

Join us for another week at One Shot Wednesday.

One Stop Poetry strives to create an environment of community where poets can share their work and meet other poets. Enjoy!!

Thanks to Creative Commons for the photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/grahamandsheila/314328717

All in a days opening #oneshotwednesday

“Come Close” – I hear you whisper

“I will challenge

your mind

your imagination”

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“Look at me…

I am delight

to your eyes

your senses”

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“Touch Me…

I am smooth

fingers long

to feel me”

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“Open Me” – I hear you beckon

“I am filled

with anything

and everything”

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“Do not Close me!

I am strong

beautiful

I am Pandora”

Join us for another week of One Shot Wednesday. An opportunity for poets to share their work with others.

PhotographCredit: Creative Commons  and Takomabibelot:http://www.flickr.com/photos/takomabibelot/3473489580

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