LB Parker: Favorites

Apr 2018 LB Parker

dance, girl, dance

Apr 2018 LB Parker

strawberry fields

dance, girl, dance

white, white
you float
and
you twirl
lovely pallid movements

#10w

Apr 2018 LB Parker

The Perennial Light

Apr 2018 LB Parker

CharlesC

The Perennial Light

Religions may be born again
when invited..or urged to return
to the Perennial Light
their home and source..
Religions develop as a
prodigal..securing adherents
to their veiled vision..
Forgetting their source with
esoteric practices and colors
adding fearful demands for
adherence..for control..
Scriptures seem opaque
but carefully viewed
often point to their source..
As adherents depart
and the light of criticism
penetrates many layers
there remains
a longing for new birth..
It is a call from grace
to resurrect and remember
the Perennial Light
and watch for emergence
of something brand new...

Apr 2018 LB Parker

My Favorite Artist

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Laura Duran

My Favorite Artist

This morning it stormed
Lighting flashed, thunder rolled, rain fell...
All gone now

Just a sweet scent of rain in the air
And a steady wind are left to remind me
....such beauty

The birds celebrate with a cacophony of calls
That chase each other through the air
all vying to be heard

The trees dressed in their best
Dance in the breeze to their music
I sit, blessed to watch the show

It hits me, as it so often does
Most especially on days like these
God is such an artist....my favorite in fact

Apr 2018 LB Parker

My anxious thoughts

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Thomas

My anxious thoughts

Anxiety anxiety,
O my anxiety,

I fear all and fear all of my fears,

Anxiety anxiety
O god my anxiety,

Distractions, distractions,
I try to fill my mind,

Anxiety anxiety,
O god please end the torture,

I’ll want to scream to empty my mind,
But I’m afraid of what people think of me,
If it would actually help,

Anxiety anxiety,
Why do I think about everything,

Anxiety anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety,
anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety,
anxiety...

It’s a poem

#anxiety

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Harvest Time

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Sally A Bayan

Harvest Time

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Sky is a blend of pink-orange-violet,
dim...but birds are already awake
steaming coffee wakes the senses
rooster calls on and on.....its silhouette
completes the early morning landscape...

it's that perfect moment...when
tradewinds blow...carrying scents
of the harvest season............when
horizon turns to the clearest of blue,
the eyes feast upon moving straw hats
...big and small.....

under the radiant morning sun
sparrows fly high and low
over lush golden fields of rice,
stems are now bowed....grains are ripe...

maidens' sweet voices join the air
hands and sickles move with flair
cutting.......in practiced strokes,
small hills are formed from gathered stalks
feet move in their rhythmic walks
laughter and conversations become songs
their cadence, brought by joys of the season,
weary thoughts have no space.....no reason
to exist, when sounds of glee are seizin' in...

hours can't be stilled.....excitement sobers
sun gives way to the moon and stars,
sickles are kept....laid beside mortars
and pestles......voices turn softer,
waning...slowly fading...into dark corners

................soon, crickets' song takes over...

when harvest moon glows, a breathing silence
rules over the shadows of the field...no fences,
just the moon watching, and a Guiding Presence...

thank God for another bountiful harvest
threshing awaits....but bodies are spent
..............tomorrow's another day!

Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
April 15, 2018

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the traditional harvest time in my country
there was so much fun in the old practices...

#pinkorangevioletsky #sparrows #bowedstems #ripegrains #moonsilence #guidingpresence #harvesttime

Apr 2018 LB Parker

I shall be a blessing

Apr 2018 LB Parker

James M Vines

I shall be a blessing

To the person that is thirsty I shall give water to drink. To those who are hungry I will give them that they may eat. To those who are lonely I will be a comfort and a friend. To those that have no hope, I will show them the way forward. As often as I may, to those that are in need. I will do that which I can, I shall be a blessing indeed.

Apr 2018 LB Parker

To Me From Me

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Tony Lee Ross Jr

To Me From Me

Your face is a disgrace to the human race because it's so misplaced. Why else would people call you ugly? You think you're better than you are, you're not. That little kid in the sixth sense knew what he was talking about when he said some people don't know when they're dead, I thought life was a wild ride, the reality is that I've been dead inside. I feel hollow, who should I follow?

#sad #poetry

Apr 2018 LB Parker

DO I NEED SUCH?

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Dr Peter Lim

DO I NEED SUCH?

Do I ever need to touch
the magical moon and farthest star?
I have much more than much
our hands reach out to each other's and hold no bar.

Apr 2018 LB Parker

THE TRUE ME (couplet)

Apr 2018 LB Parker

Dr Peter Lim

THE TRUE ME (couplet)

Not me, I'm no writer nor thinker
just a tinkerer and mischief-maker!