For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 134
Gathering Clouds
Clouds from the north
a gathering din
changes are coming
storms moving in
don’t rightly know
when it hits the shore
but skies are a changin’
like never before
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 133
The Gift of Tiny Things
It is, I think, the tiny things
that often give soul it’s wings
the humming bird in darting flight
fills the heart with pure delight
dandelion offered from a tiny hand
I’ve never seen a gift so grand
a gentle touch, a quiet smile
a laugh, a joke, and all the while
wondering what tomorrow brings
life is lived in the tiny things
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 132
The Power of Water
By the power of water, pure and clean
the world is cleansed of negativity
a hillock adrift in the torrent stream
all that remains of her broken dreams
the Great Mother’s voice whispers
“come child, let me dry your eyes
you aren’t sad because it rains my dear
it rains because you cry”
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge
Through the Lady’s Eyes
Everywhere I go I seem
to find
the Lady’s spirit watching me
Look now, can you not see
the Lady’s face within the tree
or the
feminine forms etched in stone
nature’s hidden ghosts
abiding grace of form
now
look through her eyes
and you just might see
all this world was meant to be
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge, a little magic 😉
The Path
Down, down, down we go
follow the path
to the stream far below
follow the stream
to wherever it goes
feel the magic
as it ebbs and flows
where fairies dance
and the forest plays
I found the magic
where night meets day
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 127 a toast to unusual yard decorations.
This is so cool, I really want to meet these people. They just need a sign that says “caution, I am licensed to stab people with sharp objects” lol
My kind of yard decorations in Colac Bay, NZ
When I am old, I will wear purple and put up weird yard decorations instead of rose bushes; if you ask about me, my children will remark “oh crap, what’s the old bat up to now?” 🙂 ~JP
Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge brought to us through the lens of Crispina Kemp, where we are invited to respond with whatever moves us. 🙂
My very thorough response in photo, poem, and music *tehehehe*
Steps to Kurama-dera temple – Kyoto, Japan
If Stairs Could Talk
Up, up, up we go
it matters not
whether fast or slow
when you reach the top
what sights you’ll see
come along and follow me
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Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 118
Memories of the Path
Down the path to the river we go
along the trail the fairies know
to visit playful sprites and gnomes
in muddy banks I’ll sink my toes
where the sweet Fae Princess laughs
in splashing waters burbling past
we bow as one when her highness sings
of ancient days of wars and kings
as the chilling water prickles my toes
I hear Daddy’s call “it’s time to go”
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Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 117
Goodbye Again
Heavy grey clouds today
blocking out the sun
I watch you turn away to go
and the tears begin to come
I happy with the time we share
even when we’re far apart
when I can’t hold you in my arms
I’ll hold you in my heart
Yeah, I’m on a bit of a nostalgic trip today. Man I miss John Denver!
Til next time ~stay wild moon child ~JP
For Crimsons Creative Challenge 114
Hikers Lament
Dried winter reeds whip around my legs
as my foot crunches through thin ice
making a small splash of freezing water
“hurry, hurry” the wind whispers it’s call
through the trees, eyes on silent wings
I nod to my companions that I’m OK
strong enough to continue, but somewhere
deep down, deep inside I feel squelching,
dampness and pinpricks of pain
as my soggy sock creeps down into my shoe
… ewwwwww …
Til next time ~Peace ~JP
