Rivers

Gliding wings feed on its generous bounty

Sustaining life to feet foraging the muddy banks

Dormant Heartbeats

Memories of dreams and playful hearts lay dormant under a blanket of ivy.

Waking

Renewing a consciousness deafened by din

Morning dew

Delicately touching its splendor to bathe in reflective pearls of quenching dew

Dreams

yearning to keep a warm feeling

or calm an electric tremble

Whispering vines

As a canopy spread over delicate leaves

wilting growth reached for speckled light

finding its way through

The Sun — Ivor.Plumber/Poet

I am re-posting this from Ivors page as it has a wonderful music video included that warmed my heart. I hope you take the time to watch. Its worth the four minute feel good break it will give you. Happy listening. Haiku: The Sun The fiery sun burns Bitumen melts underfoot Tomatoes glow red Ivor…

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Like a dream, she walked from the water and sat down beside me. No words were spoken. Only a single tear and the haunt in her eyes told me all I needed to know.

Cobbled with barbs

Forced to take a road you never saw

Cobbled with barbs and a broken heart

Fully fledged

Holding tight to the porcelain edge

Wishing to be the eagle upon my chest

Wings spread and fully-fledged