I seek the approval of…
no one to
into my eyes
at the stars
Come write a …
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!!!
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.
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
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.
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,
Imaginations stay awake and beckon “do not hibernate.”
Contemplate life’s awakening with golden thoughts of spring
flower hold fast
celebrate triumphant life
spring’s first light
victors of spring
mountain’s breeze brushes your cheek
Sun’s radiant smile
touch of winter’s full moon
field a bloom