#TSM239 — Sir Hugh, or le Gros (long)

Chester CathedralLearn more about this magnificent structure here. “Jesus said, ‘the water that I shall give will be an inner spring always welling up for eternal life’ ”— John 4:14 Water of Life [at Chester] Cathedral Sculpture by Broadbent (1994) to celebrate the 900th anniversary of the establishment of the Benedictine Abbey on this site. …

TSM 224 — oh, the light (piaku form)

oh, the light plays with soft brushes, braised tones, textures, nuance; tickling shadows, paints its canvas morning’s rose dance with tangerine, noon’s pale lemon splash, evening’s plum indigo wine grey rain rags wash each surface clean give respite behind sparked, grumbling clouds peppered mirrors wave, refreshed, wait on sole arbiter of beauty’s holy cast Written…

TSM 223 and earthweal’s OLW 131 — Zephyr’s Wedding

charged coastal zephyr spirit perch on sun-warmed planks betrothed to winged, waved, vapored kin bride’s gossamer sails unfurled orchestrated by elementals convened in summer’s idyll her lithe form receptive charged coastal zephyr spirit sheer, pearlescent suncatchers ethereal landers alight her with light and perfect grace to perch on sun-warmed planks cosmic consensus concludes she is…

TSM 222 — The First Time

The first time I saw you I heard boom chaka, the nasty bump and grind kind The first time I heard you, poetry man spritzed the air; such a deep inhale The first time you played, you rosined my bow; my heart danced a jig The first time we met, I said too much but…

TSM 221 — Ghost: the sequel villanelle

Patrick Swayze (and unperturbed cat) from Ghost You died with me when I met my end When midnight struck and tore asunder Grief seeps through worlds to join us again Not just soulmate, lover, and best friend Time slows to still with Fate’s foul blunder You died with me when I met my end Though…

TSM 196 — Longfellow Kindku

Photography by Josephine Tell me, oh sweet creation, secrets, odds and ends, enjoyment and adventure. Your heart in its drums, field adance with daffodils, furry joy sublime, sailing kitten dreams — divine. Today’s offering is in the kindku form. Carrie is today’s host of The Sunday Muse.

TSM 195 — Sorrow’s folded wings

Wings, adapted to rise in tempest’s tantrums or tears, have folded, dull with thin wisps of extinguished love. Red candle aflame shone with heat; yet physic’s lessening, fate’s decree. Darkened room fades into shadow, left only with sorrow’s chill gleam. Photograph by Anita Sedberry at Harold Ross Fine Art Photography. Carrie is today’s host of…