Tag: Poetry

Multistage

November 28, 2021

A peek into reality when other realms take over thee, in dreams or thoughts–telepathy?… One cannot articulate, while in the inferior human frame. ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

The 11th Month

November 24, 2021

November, almost the end of the year. Some reflect on what they accomplished or fear; others ready to end relationships in order to avoid having to buy holiday presents. Engagement arrangements, families giddy, tolerance is high, and forgiveness is needed. A look into the new year, in hopes of refreshing the soul. Forgive yourself first, … More The 11th Month

Nighttime Brilliance

November 21, 2021

I gaze upon the dark of sky, to see the diamonds’ mighty height. A necklace I would wish to make, of different sizes and various lengths. Twinkle on with all your might, from this night forward my prayers are bright. I wonder at your falls and fades, to make anew my heart and days… ©EN … More Nighttime Brilliance

Holiday Spirit

November 14, 2021

The grass and trees are covered white, the roads are good to my delight. It’s time to set the tree in place, the presents are already wrapped. The spirit of Christmas, made an early visit… ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

Orbital

November 8, 2021

It is said that when you look deeply into one’s eyes, you could uncover their internal world. When I look into my mirror, I often wonder if others see you too. ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

Contribution

November 2, 2021

Happy is the soul that gives, as if to family a gift. Uplifting the heart is a joy that’s exchanged, when expecting nothing in return, but the burning elation… is what I discern. ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

Placid

October 26, 2021

With joy  I give from the heart.  Not of monetary,  but in value of smiles.  Those vibes are so precious  as I too receive;  from those thought-penned emotions,  that are treasures to me.  ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

“Self” Included

October 23, 2021

A heavy heart’s  been trampled on;  a wounded soul  was feeling lost  and then the tears  began to flow.  An air of hope  returned by dawn,  the chirping birds  as a new song.  For life had been  renewed, restored,  the day I learned  to love my Self.  ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

Dismayed

October 18, 2021

Starting over,  initial sense of  feeling lost,  but adventure  and optimism beckon.  ©EN 2021, All Rights Reserved

Water Colors

October 13, 2021

The brush dips into my being ready to create a blend of sorts. The paper’s prepared; the bristles’ pressure making waves of optical pleasure as the artist’s outline begins to fulfill its desire. Life is given to a form that anyone is capable of defining as charmingly beautiful… The application of the bewitching flow quite … More Water Colors