A Glorious Page

everyone's delight
a glorious page of our life
a bundle of love

quietly he comes
his face, a joy to behold
my newborn grandson

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Posted for :

Haiku Heights - Prompt #101 - Page

A Toddler's Chant

Mommy I got a boo-boo!

I cut my finger

while playing peek-a-boo!

Achoo! Achoo!

My nose smells too

Mommy I gotta poop!

Mommy, look here!

I painted a deer

On your sheets so clear!

So yummy Mommy!

Your red lipstick

On my fingers I lick!

Hush Mommy!

Please hug me tight

and sing me goodnight!

*****

Posted for :    Gooseberry Garden's Poetry Picnic Week 21 : Children's Stories, Riddles, Counting Songs and Rhyming Lyrics for Young Children

Laughter Haiku

he's going senile
old bettina laughed out loud
his belt slipped his mind

-

live a healthy life
activate the laugh reflex
hearty laughter rocks

-

induce your good mood
let out a burst of laughter
chuckles and giggles

*****
posted for : Poetry Jam-Laugh in the Face of Everything
Photo credit:
Public Domain Photograph from the Farm Security Administration – Office of War Information Photograph Collection in the Library of Congress; Jack Delano, photographer.

Scarred

i am a seashell

one among many

i have cuts in my shell

wounds in my skin 

because

i was tossed

to and fro

by the waves

and the winds

of life's oceans

calloused by 

the rough sands

i am complicated

mysterious 

yet

fascinating
inevitable change
comes
but the marks
remain

my uniqueness

stands out

i am

aesthetically
scarred

*****

The Thursday Think Tank #79 - Unique

                  Theme Thursday for January 5, 2012 - CHANGE
                  The Poetry Palace - Agreement for Poets Rally Week 60 (January12-January 18, 2012

Believe in Magic

 

Believe in magic, my little girl. 

I promise you, I will be there

To watch your dance and lovely gait

And clap my hands in euphoric state.

But here I am in a crowded street

With yellow daisies for your feat.

God, I whisper, soar me high

On wings of my umbrella I will fly

Just right in time for the curtain call

And kiss you goodbye for your ball.

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Bluebell Books:Short Story Slam Week 18

Underneath

serenity thrives

after the rage of cold storm

the wreckage remains 

 

only sturdy trees

with unquestionable pride

stood up unshaken

the descending mist

was not too prompt to cover

the home for lovers

their souls still unrest

travel underneath the calm

whimper in anguish

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posted for:  Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 98

                    Photo Courtesy of Tess Kincaid

                     Haiku Heights - Prompt #100 - Travel

Simply Beautiful!

life 
is 

simply beautiful!

i wake up
each day

in gratitude 

for

a fresh start

a new beginning

to live anew

to love deeper

to share more

to give life

to smile a lot

to work harder

to serve better

to be humble

to be patient

with problems

to forgive others 

and

myself

for yesterday's guilt

and 

hope 
for today's pardon

to pray unceasingly

and

transform my life 

into 

a life of prayer

*****

Posted for:

Poetry Picnic Week 20: Fairytales, My First Time, Hope, and New Year's Resolutions

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 life is poetry

poetry is beautiful

life is beautiful

Thank you Ms Ava and Ms Natalie for the Poets Rally Week 59 The Perfect Poet Award. You just made my life simply beautiful. Looking forward to a more beautiful life of poetry with you and fellow bloggers this 2012.