More Poems by Friends

  

           ~  Includes all the poems posted April 21 plus three new ones new ones ~

Kathabela Wilson    3/31/15

fly off

to your outer pranks 

April Fool

   

  

     Kathabela Wilson     3/31/15 

eroding shore she carries the house on her bike

    

     Lois P Jones  4/5/15

Bicyclists are known to fly

by on sacred days

when the wind is Wright

       Kathabela Wilson  4/4/15  

the way she sees it 

torn origami 

along the shore

     Kathabela Wilson 4/5/15 

deep sand no road 

so fly or walk on water—

the sheriff's rescue

   

     Junnie Starshine 4/11/15 

Land Erosion

Nature's reaction

to earth's aliveness

and movement

Land Erosion

Lady Journeyer

yellow shirted adventurer

on wheels adorned in red

Such is the perspective

of one perched

upon a glimmering Star

in the ever optimistic sky

   Junnie Starshine  4/14/15 

THERE IT IS! 

The lone bike ~ speaking through it's photographic image 

of hills and valleys, sands and waters

peoples and projects

... implying through it's lean against the tree

that one of curiosity has trusted it to carry her

where she yearns to be

in contemplation, wonders this one here

if such a vehicle has a 'name'

one of appreciation and dignity

 

     Lee Collins  4/14/15 

Here's sea sand that has shaped the world

Here are out banks that split apart the sea

Here huge waves of surf are wildly hurled

In grinding grainy crashing enmity.

I keep posting blogs but they don't stay

they are suddenly washed away

    

     Lois P Jones 4/15/15

She married a geologist for excitement.

Together they pounded ophiolites for enlightenment.

And since then each year

they drink cabernet and read Kabir

and ponder the surfaces of their environment

     

     Junnie Starshine 4/18/15 

bicycle in the cafe glow

wide observation within

blog does not bug

photos hide the squish

and vanish the sting

     

Kathabela Wilson  4/18/15

mosquito 

swamp monsters...

she wears purple

and houses martins

on her head

     

Briony James 4/19/15

deep in the shadows

the wildwood breathes

and blinks

in greengold light

poured from above

Mira Mataric 4/21/15

So far she came

And no further.

What could have stopped her

if not a friendly smile

of a local man?

Joyce Futa 4/22/15

after the storm

the swamp a brown mirror

knees of the cypress

like so many apostles

emerging from baptism

 

Joyce Futa 4/25/15

birds in flight circle

see where they've been

and the tree

where they will rest

oh, the fiery sunset