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The Willow Am I

The Willow Am I

 

Some people live in the night

While owls of the morning sleep,

And small raindrops creep in the dusk

Like birds of prey upon the dewy grass.

 

The Willow am I, punished by the hidden sun

That laughs on the edge of night

As I curse the screaming dawn

And burning dew of darkness

To find that subtle light

Embedded in my timeless searching.

 

How I panic at my failure

To touch its screen from within and without.

I will drown in its rain of sight renewed,

And my thirsty roots,

Blinded in the dark earth,

Shall drink of its golden liquid.

 

Copyright ©2018/03/23 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

Image: “Sun’s Treasure” digital art ©Martha Harris  See Martha’s Artistic Flarings @artisticflarings.blog

 

 

 

 

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New Audio: The Dark

 

We fear the darkness

though it holds a mystery

It’s our constant friend

 

For where there is night

there is light beckoning us

out of the obscure

 

 

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: http://6iee.com/573407.html

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Magic

Prowling cats,

hidden fairies –

sun night

 

Copyright © July 18, 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: http://saiyagina.deviantart.com/art/Why-humans-cant-see-fairies-116572008

Image: https://pictures.4ever.eu/people/silhouette-of-a-man-170083

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Audio · Haiku · Poem · Poetry

The Dark

We fear the darkness

though it holds a mystery

It’s our constant friend

 

For where there is night

there is light beckoning us

out of the obscure

 

 

Copyright © 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: http://6iee.com/573407.html

thPI7MG5I2