MELODY OF MORNING

Hearts beating as one,
dawn's mellifluous melody,
springtime harmonies,
the day emerging from
its blanket of night,
sweet songs of morning,
cadences magical
and silky smooth,
my senses caressed
by the warmth of the sun
its glorious rays softly
and gently punctuating
the silence of this day.
Morning magical
as night is once more
transformed into day
and we resume our daily journey
toward tomorrow and forever.

(c) barbara kausteklis 4-12-11

Written for Isismoon's "Word-a-Week Challenge."

http://www.myspace.com/moonpoetry/blog/542641737

This was much more fun way
to recall vocabulary . . . .

Isismoon's "Word of the Week" is "MELLIFLUOUS":

MELLIFLUOUS

mel·lif·lu·ous

1.
sweetly or smoothly flowing;
sweet-sounding: a mellifluous voice;
mellifluous tones.

2.

flowing with honey;
sweetened with or as if with honey.

(Definition from Dictionary.com)

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Thanks always for your visits and precious comments!

Wishing my friends a Wonderful Wednesday.

~barb~

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The third in a new series of BFF themes
inspired by song titles:




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REFLECTIONS UPON
AN AFTERNOON IN SPRING

Reflections within and upon
a mirrored glass of springtime,
embraced within my heart and soul,
as I witness the tranquil scene;
reflections each one
as they shimmer in the sun,





capturing my attention
and soothing my soul,
fleeting as they pass,
reflections of days gone by;
reflections of nature,
the sea and the sky;
in memories passing,
reflections of what was
and of what will come to be.

And within these tranquil waters
reflections all,
as real as the mirrored
they are to me.




And within the sounds I hear
melodies painted upon
an eloquent canvas of spring
as they sing their soothing songs
on an afternoon under the sun
when I came here to this place
on a springtime afternoon
and renewed life infused my heart
and rejuvenated my soul.

(c) barbara kausteklis 4-11-11

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Blogophilia 7.4 Topic: "A Blanketing of Whispers"

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2pts): incorporate a Chinese proverb

(Easy, 1pt): mention the words "impossible to miss"

Final date to post: April 19th, 2011 GMT midnight

Final date to post ALL GUESSES: April 16th, 2011 GMT midnight

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WITHIN THE WHISPERS OF SPRING

In those moments
when all is very still,
I hear the whispers
of angels' wings
as hummingbirds
smile down at me
from the very highest branch



and drink sweet nectar
from the tiniest cups
on a springtime afternoon.



And I hear the angel whispers
in the butterflies' winged waltz
as they invite me to share
in their elegant dance of spring.
And as the breeze whispers
through the blossoms
of the trees I can hear
the tiny trumpets sing
their sweet springtime melodies.



And on this afternoon
in the Spring
as I stop what I'm doing
and listen carefully,
the sound is unmistakable,
impossible to miss,
a blanketing of whispers
bringing peace to my heart
which I gladly share as I can.

For in those whispers
I have found untold riches
in that peace and tranquility
worth a thousand pieces of gold
as he who treads softly goes far
and I still have a long way to go.

(c) barbara kausteklis 4-11-11

Written for Blogophilia 7.4/
"A Blanketing of Whispers."


Thanks always for your visits and comments.

~barb~

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ASCENDING

In reverent silence my prayers ascend
that we right the wrongs
and make amends
for what we have done
to our precious earth and sky;
to the creatures who inhabit
the forests and the seas,
who soar above the clouds
to the heavens so high;
who dive to the depths of the ocean
so far beyond our reach.

And as I slow down
and focus my gaze
on the beauty I see
all around me,
within my daily view
and well within my reach,
I'm reminded once again
that the earth and the sky
bless me each day
in unmeasurable ways.

And so my respect
and my reverence I share
in whatever way I can
as I travel through my day.

(c) bak 4-10-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for Legacy Writers II
"Sonnet's Saturday Sound/
Respect for Mother Earth and Father Sky."

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FREELY GIVEN

If I could right every wrong;
if I could soothe every hurt
and make it go away;
if I could mend each broken heart
and wipe away every tear;
if everything I had I could just give away;
if I could be all things to all people,
I'd glad do my share.

But there's only one of me
trying to do the best I can
and what I can give away,
I gladly do and happy as can be
to give what I can
of my time and my heart;
to lend a hand where
and when I can.

I give my friendship and my love,
perhaps the best gifts I can share,
and a few words here and there
that come from my heart,
sharing as I can,
and the only gifts
I would ever hope for in return
from those I hold so dearly
and so very close to me.

(c) bak 4-10-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Friendship/Lost Get Found."


Treasuring all my friends here
and thanks always for your visits
and precious comments.

~barb~

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TOWARD THE LIGHT

On the edge of the day

as they come into view,

dark clouds encroach

upon the sun's bright light.

And I linger there briefly

mesmerized by the sight,

considering for a moment

what is buried deep inside,

within that darkest hour

and in that shadowy place

while standing upon 

the edge of darkness

and within that narrow space 

between the setting of the sun

and the rising of the moon.

And in a single moment 

I embrace the dark

and turn my back 

on those thoughts

encroaching there,

as empowered by

the light of the moon 

and the stars that

begin to shine,

I dismiss them all,

my heart illuminated 

once again.

And as the light

begins to shine, 

I step forward 

right there and then

as looking forward

toward the horizon 

and into the future I see,

the hopes and dreams 

within my heart

rise to the surface 

and become the reality

I strive for once again.

(c) bak 2-25-11

barbara kausteklis

Written for Sonnet's Saturday Sound a bit ago but got "lost" in the blogs . . . . please forgive me for posting it again if you've already read it . . . .

Sonnet's Saturday Sound

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EVENING SONG

The sun in the sky,
hints of blue
and clouds of white;
the song in my heart,
the birds that sing,
the breath of a wind,
everything.

Where it starts and where it ends,
the day once more melting
into evening's muted light,
as dancing upon the edge of the day,
the sun slowly merges with darkness of night.
Resplendent in shades of crimson and gold,
sweet melodies of an evening song
begin to quiet my footsteps
and soothe my soul.

And as dreams of night begin to fill my heart,
the earth to protect is my ever-fervent prayer.

(c) bak 4-9-11
barbara kausteklis

For Sonnet's Saturday Sound/
Respect Mother Earth and Father Sky

Thanks always for your visits
and precious comments.

Wishing you a peaceful weekend ahead.

~barb~

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IN A MOMENT OF PEACE

As day begins

to sink into night,

I come to the edge

of tomorrow's silhouettes

etched into this canvas

of glorious hues,

subtle as they sweep

across the evening sky

and through my heart,

soothing as I seek peace

in my soul and a place of rest.

And as I pause to reflect

upon the day behind me,

I look forward to a tomorrow

filled with yet unknown wonders

with each dissolving wave of dusk

fading into the blush of evening

and the darkness of night.

And peace settles upon my heart

once again.

(c) bak 4-8-11

barbara kausteklis

For Legacy Writers II

Sonnet's Saturday Sounds/

Mother Earth and Father Sky

Sonnet's Saturday Sound  

and Mad Tea Party/60's-Peace

Mad Tea Party 

Thanks always for your visits

and precious comments.

~barb~

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SUNSHINE MUSINGS

I stood silently

at the edge

of a blanket of sunshine

and simply watched

as freedom took flight

and flew at will,

stopping to sip the nectar

here and there

as she silently

went about her business

of being free

and enjoying the sunshine.

And for just a moment

my heart joined in her flight

as, closing my eyes,

I wandered through

silent passages of

sunshine thoughts.

(c) barbara kausteklis 4-7-11

Written for Legacy Writers "Friday Byways."

 Please join us as our new themes are posted

in the Legacy Writers II Groups:

Mad Tea Party

Friday Byways With Barbara K

Sonnet's Saturday Sounds

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