Monday, February 17, 2014

Recharging





No thunder crashed the skies
no secret codes for entry
to this paradise
silence my fickle heart!
accept this fortunate gift
no need for blood or torn flesh
subdue the need
feel your heart pound beneath 
your sternum!
put away your petition
these times cannot be voted upon
they are whimsical
appear when they might
ring the bells
alert all, join in this paradise
ring the bells
ring the bells
who is ringing that bell?
awaking me from paradise?

party over
kids back from snow filled adventures
boil the milk, hot chocolate calls
until the time when stars align 
for all to be out of doors
Me and Quiet to dance once again
during moments of recharge


I actually do like snow days, just sometimes a few moments of peace and quiet are much needed!
Sharing at We Write Poems ~ wordle #7. 
Words from poems by:
Rosyln: blood, life, soul
Annell: instrument, tear, flesh
Misky: code, written, aim
Jules Paige: secrets, fortune, gift
Marian: petition, needs, innocence
Elizabeth: silence, thundered, subdued
Benjamin (Poetry Shack): fickle, heart, branded
Grace: bone, breath, shiver
Nicole: sternum, afterlife, nautilus
Hannah: plumes, crystallized, rust
Irene: delta, fecund, god
Ms. Pie: aperture, paradise, entwined

18 comments:

  1. ha. i hear you. we have a 2 hour delay due to black ice this morning and i am def ready to get back to school....we all need a break after last week...smiles...i enjoy the play, though

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  2. Love the line - silence my fickle heart

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  3. put away your petition
    these times cannot be voted upon
    they are whimsical
    appear when they might

    I love those lines.

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  4. Quiet is a blessing, whenever we can get it! And I think hot chocolate sounds good!

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  5. "until the time when stars align for all to be out of doors" - it has certainly been a winter of waiting for that. A fun read - and timely.

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  6. we are having school vacation this week!

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  7. Ahh those wonderful moments of respite. Like the changing moods you captured as you moved through those moments. Some really good wordplay here,

    Elizabeth

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  8. What a gorgeous photo...and oh those precious moments of peace are a much needed recharge

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  9. Ah, those moments of solitude and paradise...rare when they come, longed for when they go. I love the dream-like quality of the first part of this poem contrasting with the second half -- that sudden bell, that rude awakening. The length of each part of this poem contributes to this feeling too...the first part draws the reader along like a path, compared with the sudden compactness of the second.

    Very nice.

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  10. We've even had a few "snow" days here, although it was more like icy roads and a little hail.

    (and your comment on my piece... I was crying, too)

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  11. I really love the abrupt halt in the last stanza - such a dancey, musical poem.

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  12. Goodness this is quite a challenge to weave all the words, smiles ~

    When the kids are around, it can all be noisy & busy ~ I too look forward when everyone is doing their own thing and I am left to recharge a bit ~ Take care Robyn ~

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  13. What a shame to be woken from Paradise - but it looks as though the life you woke into is pretty paradisal!

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  14. What a shame to be woken from Paradise - but it looks as though the life you woke into is pretty paradisal!

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  15. I think we can have a few different Paradises...the quiet and the noisy.
    The photo is really amazing.

    Cheers ~Jules

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  16. Cycle of seasons passes by.........

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