Easter Light

Wishing you all the joy and light of Easter!!

Messiah come soon, the earth waits for you

Nature kneels in the dark waiting for the Light

At the master's feet, the world receives sight

It cries Hosanna, soars faithful and true 

Genesis births sin, all hearts became blue

Prayers from the hopeful burns bright in the night

Messiah come soon, the earth waits for you

Nature kneels in the dark waiting for the Light

With joy the fields clap, heaven drops its dew

The road to glory send spirits in flight

Timbrel and cymbals, music soars in height

Gazing at the sky, clouds part azure blue

Messiah come soon, the earth waits for you

Written in Rondel Form

Where Birds Gather

The birds gather

In ones, twos, threes

Morning gossip
In their beaks

An endless sky

So bountiful and clear

The day is new

But they choose instead 

To chirp in my ears

Happy Sky Watch!!

Moment (O.S.I.)

Good morning

Rings in my ear

Like a church bell

I wrestle with my heart

A poem aching to sing

Though it coils from my reach

If I abandon

The barefoot muse

Walking on my floor

Would she return

With open arms

Breathing her light

I pause in silence

In the moment

Waiting, hoping

Written for O.S.I.

Fortitude (Haiku Heights)

Poor man determines

To win over his sweetheart

With poems in his eyes

Inspired by Haiku Heights (Fortitude)

Riding the Clouds

Hi Skywatchers,

I love this sky shot across the car's dashboard.

Chasing the sun down

Riding the clouds

The wind blows for the free

For Sky Watch Friday

The Daughters of Aman (Part III)

Hi bloggers,

I hope you enjoy Part III of my tale. 

Now the daughters of Aman sought to dethrone the king and his heirs.  They studied both the talents and vices of the three sons which bore his name.

Kristacus, his eldest, was blessed with brawn and power.  He often paraded through town baring his chest and muscles.  Scores of maidens would follow his shadow. 

Redinoldo, his second born, was astute and cunning and handled all great affairs on behalf of the king.  

Hollidon, the youngest, was praised by many in the kingdom for he possessed the strength and wisdom of both brothers though he was young.

Gabriella discerned Kristacus had an insatiable appetite for women.  She studied his business schedule and knew when the men traveled out to sea for important work.  She circled his boat like a shark on a hot, summer afternoon and spoke in a demure voice:

"My prince, summer calls you.  Let us make love in these waters."  And she raised her bronze body into the orange sun and revealed she was naked.  Kristacus caught himself in amazement and quickly dove head long into the river.  

"Art thou a mirage," he teased and caught her by the arm.  "How supple is thy skin.  Let me satisfy my thirst."  But Gabriella swam away before the prince could touch her.

"Follow me.  I know where we can be alone," she cooed.  Her body shimmered in the water as he chased her through stronger currents.  Kristacus limbs began to tire, but when he looked ahead, he remained fixated on the beautiful prize.  

But the water became cold, gray, and scaly.  A giant eel revealed itself from the water and swallowed Kristacus whole.  His men cried in horror at the sight and hurled sharp spears at the watery beast.  But its silvery scales were harder than iron.  Slowly, the eel disappeared beneath the water.  

To be continued...

Clandestine Feast

Gradation

Of the truth

Shamelessly smiles

With an invitation

For a sumptuous evening

Faun and horse delight

With wine and sweets

But I, the bird, know

They fatten me up

For feeding

Inspired by Pablo Picasso's Faun, Horse, and Bird 

Magpie Tales

O.S.I. (Clandestine)

Snow Doves (Haiku)

Hello Haiku Lovers,

I am writing for Carpe Diem and the theme is Yuki no hate (end of snow)

The thrill of snow doves
Falling to the earth softly
Melt blue winter's heart

As leaves unfurl green
Tree barks yawn and stretch their limbs
Creatures seeking spring

The Daughters of Aman (Part II)

Hi bloggers,

Here is Part II of my short story.  If you missed the first part, it can be found here.  

Aman's daughters had devised a scheme to set their father free.  They fed their youngest sister Milliana roots to make her appear sickly. Then, she fainted in the marketplace before many witnesses.

"Our sister is unwell!  Our sister is unwell!"  The cries could be heard outside the palace walls.

"Who crieth at the gate of the court," the king inquired of his servant.  

"Your highness, it is the daughters of Aman."

"Ah, they are very fair and beautiful indeed," agreed the king.  "If Aman had not dishonored his name, I would have wed his daughters to my sons.  Yet, I still favor them.  Tell the maidens I will hear their request." 

The servant rushed out to greet them in the hot, afternoon sun. 

"The king shall hear thy request fair daughters," decreed the servant.  

"Oh great and noble king," Gabriella cried, "we desired not to disturb his highness at this hour.  But our sister Milliana is unwell and wishes her father return home speedily."

"Why doth thou trouble me with this," the king answered in anger.  "I have sentenced thy father to prison and he shall remain there."

"But my sister grows weaker everyday," Gabriella protested.  "My king, may I ask thee what my father has done to deserve thy iron hand around his neck.  Why does thy law punish him as a murdering scoundrel?"

"Silence," shouted the king and he sought to throw them out of the palace.  But Amielle bowed herself before the king and sought his mercy. 

"Your highness, forgive my sister," Amielle bowed.  "She speaks hastily and foolishly.  We humbly ask that you return our father to us."

"For the sake of thy plea, I shall consider thy request," the king reasoned.  "But Aman has yet to serve out his sentence.  It is a matter of great concern to me."

 "We have a dark cellar.  It is darker than a sky at midnight," Amielle replied softly.  "Thou may keep our father there.  And if thou doest not trust us, bring a guard as a witness." 

The king smiled for the words pleased him.  "Send for the guards and make the proper arrangements."

The daughters of Aman thanked the king and filed out of his presence silently.  But when the castle was far in the distance, Gabriella shouted:

"Why did thou bargain with the king and bow to him?"

"Dear sister,"" Amielle replied, "thou caused great trouble for us.  Now our father is home and unharmed."

"Yes, but a wretched prison guard dwells among us," added Milliana.

"He shall not trouble our plans," Amielle assured her. 

To be continued...

Sunday By The Sea

On a Sunday spree

She reserves a spot for me

In the sea which drifts away

The sky loses its fearsome glow

And breaks into an intimate smile

For the outsider to dream its head upon

There is a window where the gull can fly

And paint the firmament with his wings

Part the clouds with a psalm

Though the day is not written yet

The afternoon tastes promising

The use of shoes no longer required

Here the sea beseeches you to retire

As the wind lifts you with invisible wings

Sunset exhales upon the body

Inspired by the image from Magpie Tales & Sunday Whirl

Happy Thoughts (Sky Watch)

The darkness recedes again

As light breaks

Nods her head

Filling me 

With happy thoughts

Happy Sky Watch all!!!

Prism of Words

Hi all,

I am writing for Poetry Jam and the theme is prism.

Prism of words
On the doorstep
Of my heart

Your voice is the jewel
Unwrapped before me
On a crushed, red rose

And I choose
To unravel
Your vowels
And allow myself
To surrender
To light

Daughter of the Rainbow

Hi Bloggers,

I hope you all are doing well.  Here is my latest freestyle poem. 

A daughter of the rainbow 
A daughter of possibilities
Where the tips of your light
Guides you to many moons
And glorious suns
You have an infinite amount of space
To write your own destiny 
Who told you to dim your lights
To wash away your color and spice
The whisperers, the naysayers
And doubters all melt beneath you
Until the only voice you listen to
Is your own