Looking #poetry #lostlove #rejection

 

I seek the approval of…

a lover

a friend

an intellect

a poet

an artist

 Hopelessly flawed

no one to

gaze

into my eyes

at the stars

share…

life

dreams

todays

tomorrows

Come write a …

symphony

a treatise

a legacy

a love song

Can anyone find me???

***

he loved her so

cold winter solitude

lost in the  night

***

Moondustwriter celebrates 10 years of  blogging on Word Press. This is an archived poem from the first month (with some changes). Poetry is cathartic and I hope anyone who needs to blow off steam finds the outlet in writing.

As this posts, I will be in Africa doing what I love – teaching the children I write for. 10 years ago this was only a dream now this is an amazing reality.

Thank you Word Press for giving artists, writers, poets a place for venting, a place to fly…

To those of you who have encouraged me to not give up (you know who you are) I’m sending a bouquet of Thank Yous!!!

The Brave Boy #fire #kindness #africa #orphan

If you could see my cracked tooth smile

would you say hello and stay awhile

I’d tell you about my life and the brook

sadly I have never ever read a book

but  I will soon one day

reach in my pocket and sail away

to a land of monsters, giants and such

dont be afraid I packed a lunch

He didn’t stop to think if he might be burnt. His schoolroom was in blazes. This little boy with a big heart and smile bravely gave his best. I pumped and pumped, the little ones carried and carried ,but the flames would not give in.

We sat and cried most of the books and desks did not survive. How do you begin again?

I later learned that this brave boy was all of three and became my youngest hero. What little child  doesn’t run and hide behind his mothers skirts? But I saw something in that soot circled smile that spoke of courage and worth.

The school was his future and like older kids he thirsted for knowledge. I’m sad to say he died before he could reach a goal.This three year old boy with no family carried water to the very edge of the fire; I will always see a soot circled smile coming back for another water jug.

Oh brave little boy your smile is your gift no matter what happens to your world. With each step you give generosity and  kindness. Wee little fingers, no shoes for your feet, but always you came skipping with love wrapped for me.

We wept at your passing. so few years were you given but I never can forget the youngest fire fighter to ever live.

 

 

 

Dance #uganda #atozchallenge

Orphan’s voices lift to the stars

can’t keep feet from moving

notes merge harmonious

large is the circle of our song

mimicking children’s motions

I don’t want the song to end

laughter young and old

fills the skies

tired we sit on mats

our hearts still singing

as we do crafts

 Jesus is smiling

*

color butterfly

children want to dance in the sky

coffee filter art

*

The video sharing the beauty of the Acholi culture.

 I know that these children at Mercy Home have come from hard and lonely places. We are greeted each day with smiles of  love and welcome and we end the day Dancing!

Enjoy the A to Z challenge this month!

Im also tagging on to Poets United prompt April. Spring and April give cause to dance with the blossoms.

Await Spring #poetry #photography #haiku

It’s time for a new episode of Carpe Diem’s Kamishibai, or our haibun feature. The goal is to write a haibun about a given theme with a few rules. A haibun is prose and poetry entwined.

1st : You have to use the next five words: flowers; full moon; celebrating; winter and breeze

2nd : Maximum 500 words;

3rd : At least two new haiku, senryu, tanka or kyoka.

We sit and await cold wintery night  where darkness overshadows the light

Warming bodies by a fire. We must wear thick wool attire.

Colors all fade to grey, stealing the warmth of day,

But…

Imaginations stay awake and beckon “do not hibernate.”

Contemplate life’s awakening with golden thoughts of spring

hint of spring

flower hold fast

celebrate triumphant life

spring’s first light

Ag scene spring 2010

victors of spring

mountain’s breeze brushes your cheek

blushing pink

spring field

Sun’s radiant smile

 touch of  winter’s full moon

field a bloom

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