~ Haiku

~ Haiku
Poppy fields abloom

Scarlet fuses the color wheel

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The last ones

Where the omegas light
or the zebras graze
coming to a sundown at the end

~ Deep

Beautiful, unique Jagged pieces of

Who we are

Who we are meant to be
As life carves our existence

Respecter of none
O’Prunty

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~ Thoughts Glide

Poetic thoughts glide across my tongue as dainty feet, waltzing a marble floor,

Wrapped in word, my mind soars beyond the either and I surpass self

I am neither here or there, but, suspended between realms; weightless

Sensing the Sea

She gazed upon the backdrop, bright
With hues of sky-blue-pink,
And wandered, hardly knowing quite

threads & thoughts

flying like kites
touching our noses
softly against clouds
heart and mind
worn on a single

growing pains of the rain

if water were beings who
lived with hope, breathed with
lungs, walked with a pulse
as we do, then maybe when they were born
they were the golden dew – and then the Sun

~ Being Human

 

“Strive as we might, our humanity keeps us from perfection -that great illusion – And it is our humanity that tortures our thoughts when a “mistake” has been made. A mistake is paid for once, yet, our humanity guilts us, shames us, ’til we bankrupt our souls, still, believing we can obtain the unattainable…the perfect”… O’Prunty 2/13/17

~ Haiku

Crucible of thought

The unanswered question, why?

Darkness envelopes

~Soul Searching

In a parallel universe
My loved ones still guide
Though somewhere beyond the
Ether, they reside

Where Life Sings

where thoughts thundered

this heart held the sky

and I thundered

rolling the Sun

under my shadows

I Thought

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I thought about memories of you last night
But it made my heart ache being alone
So I shifted thoughts to things I remembered
And I thought of times that made me smile.

Birds

Thoughts, they come
In plumes of green and blue
Thoughts, they squeal
In voices shrill, in songs sweet
Thoughts, they touch
Whispers soft, scratches hard
Thoughts, they hold
Moments of wonder, pauses sad

Unbreakable

Emotions
Fans we hold
Could they ever blow away
our love, unbreakable

‘Held’

Effervescent lift
wrapped like strings
around your lips

~ I Woke

~ I Woke
A poem forming

Pen and page in hand

Slipped into reverie

~ My Christmas Wish

~ Christmas Wish
If I could have my Christmas Wish

Served on a candy coated dish

I’d serve it those in need

Forgetting selfishness and greed
There’d be peace throughout the land

Love, in Black and White

These words, my love
Thoughts on this mind
In soft strokes
Shade the depths
Of truths we touch
On shadows we beam
in Black and White

‘Still I Hold You Dear’

There was a rip within my heart
when you did depart
A tear that I do wear
Now that you’re no longer near—
Still I hold you dear.

Poem of the Day — Passed in Wrapping

Passed in Wrapping

Crinkle cut, skirt dressed in light blue flashes

Scribbling mischief at a past revelling party

A masterful recovery notion

Bought by calm and distant cousins

My restful; in tones of peeled orange, tangy but bitter on the tongue

Litmus test drive reservists on the way to a mainline station

They will get more than they bargained for

Tripping on a kerb whilst phoning for a fix in the morning

Carbon dating triple knocking at the door; trying to get into another reality

~ I Had Forgotten

Sacred words of prayer

Nights on bent knees

Hands folded in a plea
Holding the grain of a mustard seed

As if my very soul hung in the balance

And the scale tipping, tipping, tipping
Wounded, though in disguise

‘In His Face II’

Behold,
magnificence!
Heaven’s image borne
Adorned
in majesty.

~ Seldom Have I Seen…

~ Seldom Have I Seen…
God in humanity

Fulfilling all his glory

Glowing in the aftermath of,

Of, completeness
Exceptions being

The beauty of birth

That first breath

Sudden cry

Innocence in pink
The care free toddler

Laughter resonating

Tickeling a household;

~ Blurred Lines

~ Blurred Lines
Dreamy eyes scan the morning mist

Blurred lines; images of the Impressionist
A hint of peach pink peaks above mountains

Elongated blue hues of stratus clouds laze
As if a morning stretch was paramount
Playing in folds of curtains caught in breeze

Sunlight Fades

Standing by an open window
Soaking in the warmth and air
Breezing through my thoughts
And wondering just where

moments and infinities

Let’s be happy today

Because today is a moment

We shall carve into history’s skin

So hold it within your palms

A drop of liquid gold sunshine

Trickling away to infinity

Uncertainties, Certainties

Our words
Our lives
Stories of fish and pythons
Of worms and lions
Of squirrels and cows

~ Observation

skyscape canvas brush strokes

swish of lavender hues

laced yellow, blues

whitewash lazy cloudlets;

majestic, soars the eagle.
O’Prunty

5/4/15