Archive for ‘Harula’

October 4, 2013

Truth – double tetractys

by harulawordsthatserve


is just


with heart open

let it in and don’t ask to understand

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September 25, 2013

Stupefied by light

by harulawordsthatserve

Go on!

Out with you!

I demand

of the busy mass of tiny insects

stupefied by light,

preparing their own sacrifice

on the altar of warmth and brightness

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September 13, 2013

Fear and Love

by harulawordsthatserve

Poetry challenge: Diamante.


cold, destructive

refusing, closing, denying

halts life, connects everything

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July 3, 2013

A Tanka

by harulawordsthatserve

‘To whom do you bow?’

There’s a blush in the room then

Did I ask that aloud?

The palms you meet before me

scare me into expansion

June 28, 2013

Will you play me?

by harulawordsthatserve

If I were a violin Would you play me?

If I keep my strings perfectly tuned

Neither too loose nor too tight

Will you play me?

For I yearn to hear that heavenly music

And yet I’m impatient

For I fear that I have yet to become

The violin you need me to be

And so mistakenly I allow myself to believe

That I can play that music by myself – alone

Sweet child relax

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June 2, 2013

Sun Shy

by harulawordsthatserve

I’ve got it all;

the sunscreen and block,

straw hat with a rim,

sexy sunglasses – check.


My beach bag is full

of my anti-light tools,

the darkness I need

to feel safe and look cool.

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May 22, 2013

Poetry challenge: Self Portrait

by harulawordsthatserve

To know my body

look to my garden

wild and untamed

with nourishment hidden

in the necessary nurtured places

but no extra flowers or scents

to detract from earthy vitality

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May 9, 2013

Hiding light

by harulawordsthatserve

I see a man

benevolent and shining

holding a candle

to a darkened room

looking for the switch

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May 2, 2013


by harulawordsthatserve

Everything ought

to come in pairs,

ask Noah,

so I wondered

where your other half was.

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April 27, 2013

A Better View

by harulawordsthatserve

‘What are my gifts?’

you asked,

believing I,

outside of you,

would have a better view.

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April 22, 2013


by harulawordsthatserve

Is courage

traveling without a credit card

‘for emergencies only’?


Am I brave if


I jump on a bus

destination unknown,

leaving my mobile behind

to receive only missed calls?

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April 19, 2013

The Oldest Invitation

by harulawordsthatserve

I knocked on God’s door

in the silence

last night


I didn’t know

whose door it was

until it opened


I got quite a shock

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April 13, 2013

Spring (an upside down Nonet!)

by harulawordsthatserve


Is here

The birds sing

Warm, welcome sun

opens shy flowers

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April 11, 2013

Help (a Nonet)

by harulawordsthatserve

Poetry challenge: Nonet.

Will you walk a mile in my shoes friend

To feel my aching, freezing feet

Bed down with me on cardboard

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April 11, 2013

Cafe Home

by harulawordsthatserve

Home is a cafe

with notebook and pen

where I write my way back

to me again.

No matter how busy

or bustling or loud

I write my way in,

close the door on the crowds.

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April 7, 2013

A Haiku

by harulawordsthatserve

Walking without you

Is a sort of awkward hop

You were my right leg

April 6, 2013

Tree climbing shoes

by harulawordsthatserve

Spotted –

perfect climbing tree,

solid and sky high

with strong lower branches

for an easy get up.

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April 2, 2013

What’s real?

by harulawordsthatserve

If sea turns white

when it’s busy

but sparkles blue

‘neath cloudless skies

what colour is it really?

If my feet are a 6

but submerged in sea

they look like a 10

what size are they really then?

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March 25, 2013

The Oasis

by harulawordsthatserve

There’s an empty ache

that won’t let me write

my creative flow has sprung a leak

and any precious moisture left

has sunk

into the thirsty earth surrounding

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March 22, 2013

Fire at my Centre

by harulawordsthatserve

Fire at my centre,

burning as the core

shedding sacred light and warmth

with playful flicker roar.

Fire at my centre,

through my eyes you dance

telling stories long since past

as I gaze on entranced.

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March 19, 2013

Soul Music

by harulawordsthatserve

There once was a soul music everyone heard

sung by the rivers, the wind and the birds.

Keeping the beat were the earth and the sun,

warming our hearts with the sound of the drum.

That soul music plays still

within you and me,

but when do we listen?

It’s silent you see.

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March 16, 2013


by harulawordsthatserve

I drank from the well

of laughter and fun,

but soon I moved on

for my thirst was not done

I drunk from the well

of productivity,

that tasted quite good

but it tired me

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March 13, 2013

Claim me not

by harulawordsthatserve

I am not yours to claim

Therefore claim me not.

Nor am I yours to hoard

therefore share me

with a generous heart

and know:

whatever you adore in me

is mine only

because I am everyone’s –

as I will it.

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March 11, 2013

No need to mend me

by harulawordsthatserve

No need to mend me

I’m not broken

Love the pieces I’m in

Accept them scattered before you

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