UPON GENTLE BREEZES

by Barbara

A CHERYL'S PALS COLLAB

Peeling pastel petals
one by one,
memories awakened
under the sun
each one floating
upon gentle breezes,
springtime magic
tossed in the wind,
their sights and scents
filling her cup,
as drifting among petals
of pink and white,
she follows her muse
and together they wander
within serenity's painted hues.

(c) bak 3-11-11
barbara kausteklis

Thanks to Collab Pals:
Lady "Cheryl" Death, Sheila Berlier,
Linda Seaman, Suzanne McCoy,
Lady Seda and Me, Barbara.

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Lines included, in addition to my own:

Peeling pastel petals Lady "Cheryl" Death (required)
memories awakened by a gentle breeze (Sheila A Berlier)
to meditate and wander (Linda Seaman)
and tossing them into the wind (Suzanne McCoy)
the sight and the scents fill my senses (Linda Seaman)
Forgotten shadows of a shady past linger
in the dreams that overcast (Lady Seda)

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Link to the Saturday Share:

http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/542359479

Link to all the lines:

http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/542320566

These are always such a lot of fun --
selecting lines from among the wonderful lines posted
and adding your own to create a new piece.

Thanks always for your visits and comments

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Spring

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PUZZLED: or Wondering Why

When I look up in the sky
and see what I see
as puzzled as I can be,
I simply have to ask why.

And giving it a try
as I'm scratching my head
thinking I should have stayed in bed,
for there's simply no logic that can apply.

The world seems to have simply gone awry
and though I'm hoping that we can get back on track,
finding the direction we appear to lack,
for now I can only sigh and ask why.

(c) bak 3-11-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Friday Fling/ABBA'.

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry ABBA

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THROUGH THEIR EYES

Wonder and magic,

the look in their eyes,

innocent amazement,

so young yet so wise.

The things that they say

as they describe them to me,

when they say it is so,

I know it really is.

And from what they say

I know it is so because 

they see so many things

that I really don't know.

They see critters and castles

where I only see clouds;

they see butterflies and rainbows

when I only notice the rain.

And as winter turns 

to spring once again,

I'll be looking for those things

that they see and I miss.

I'll be looking for the rainbows

that come after the rain;

I'll be watching for butterflies

and puffy clouds in the sky.

I'll be looking at what's around me

through the eyes of a child.

(c) bak 3-10-11

barbara kausteklis

Written for Legacy Writers "Friday Byways"

which I'm hosting and which is open now.

This week's new theme -- 

"Through Children's Eyes -- 

A Springtime Garden Adventure"

will run from now through

next Thursday.

All are invited.  

The link will take you there:

Friday Byways With Barbara

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Children Byways

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WITHIN THE EERIE GLOW . . . .

From out out of the darkness

within the glow of night,

the dreams that come calling,

a strange and eerie sight.

Whirling and twirling,

vaporizing away,

the comings and goings

from just who knows where,

and as curious about me

as about them I am.

The world that they bring me,

these dreams in the night, 

so fascinating and exciting

and occasionally a fright.

Exotic and other-worldly,

I consider them well,

and how they transport me,

I marvel even now

as I tell of their story

in the middle of the day

as under the bright light of the sun

I stare into their eyes,

so very tempted to run

away but I won't

as compelled I am 

to stay here and wonder

about these dreams 

of the night

and the intergallactic

and extraterrestrial 

places we'll go

as soon as this day

transforms once more

into night.

(c) bak 3-10-11

barbara kausteklis

Written for Spirit Free's 

Surreal Picture Challenge #3.

Surreal Picture Challenge

Thanks always for your visits

and comments.  

I look forward to reading 

all of them.

~barb~

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Surreal Spirit

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LOOKING FORWARD

It has been said
a time or two
that watching the clock
is what to do.
Can't be late
for important dates,
appointments
and such
or anything else
that's going to be
between the arrival of dawn
and the setting of the sun.

But as for me,
I look around and see
the stress and the frazzle,
not what I want to be
on a day that is already
too structured for me
as I continue to wonder
just where do they go,
those minutes and hours
that slip by me so?
Before I even notice them,
they're already gone,
adding up so very quickly
by the time the day is done.
And I know I could lament
that because this is so,
time getting away from me
before I can even blink,
that I never get anything done
completely finished, you know.
But that's okay,
I say,
I'll never get bored;
I'll always have something
to do on this day
and every day
for the time I have left
to look forward to tomorrow
and give thanks for today.

(c) bak 3-10-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Thematic Attic/Time."

http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/542340451

Wishing you a most beautiful day ahead.

Thanks always for your visits and comments.

~barb~

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Time

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RETURNING GOLDEN

Springtime golden returning
to my days and to my heart,
the chill of winter thawing
with the sun's warming rays;
the leaves beginning to burst,
new life once again;
bears finally waking up
from their long winter's nap.

And as the days grow longer,
as I look forward once again
to the golden flowers of spring,
petals golden and kissed by the sun
as spring thaw has begun
with sweet showers that fall
rainbows arching across the sky;
our dreams flying with our kites
as we soar with them so high.

And as the warm spring days return,
the sweetest breezes blow,
the chill of winter fading,
the gray of those days
transforming into gold.

(c) bak 3-8-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Wonderful Wednesday

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Nature Spring

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This was such a lot of fun. Glad to be able to share a couple of smiles this morning and thankfully I'm not as plagued as some are by allergies . . . .

BLOGOPHILIA 2.4

Topic: "Something in the Air"

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2pts): use a word starting with "Z" three times (we take this to mean the same word three times - NOT three different "Z" words)

(Easy, 1pt): incorporate a type of currency

Final date to post:

March 15th, 2011 GMT midnight

Final date to post ALL GUESSES:

March 12th, 2011 GMT midnight

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IN THE AIR . . . .

There must be
something in the air
for I've sneezed
and I've sniffled
absolutely everywhere,
inside and outside
and all around town
I've sneezed at every turn
and even sniffled upside down.
I don't know exactly
what it could be;
the source of it
completely eludes me.
But I know it is there,
it is true,
it is so,
there is most definitely
something in the air.
But I've noticed something
very curious,
very strange,
zany, zany, zany indeed;
and what that is
is clear to me;
that white stuff
on the ground
that was there
just yesterday,
has melted
and I'm beginning to see
little buds forming on the trees
and flowers poking up
from out of the ground
where piles and piles
of snow used to be.

So I have a hunch,
and I'll bet
this time I'm right,
I'll bet dollars to doughnuts
that something in the air
is Spring,
for Spring seems
to have tiptoed in
and sprung overnight;
it's Spring that's the
something in the air.

(c) bak 3-7-11
barbara kaustekliS

GUESSES

TOPIC

The Falcon

IMAGE



Crazy P*J*S


Z word

zany

Currency

Dollars

Phrases

Green with envy
It's not easy being green
Green around the gills
Toadily
Going green
Dripping wet
He's green
Toadily insane
Turning green
totally
totally insane
crazy
eyes bugging out of his head
popeye
shivering
wide-eyed

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The following link will take you
to Blogophilia 2.4.

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Spring Blogophilia

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AFTER THE RAIN

Dark clouds cling in silence
to the mountains of my morning,
spring storms menacing,
unsettling on this day
that has already seen
yesterday's blue skies
and sunshine dissipate
with the dawn as
the gray clouds begin
to descend upon my view
and upon my heart.

And as the rain begins to fall,
I'm reminded once more
that the gray of this day
will lift with these clouds
of morning and with them
my heart as rainbows follow
the sweet showers of spring.
And with tomorrow's dawn,
as the new day welcomes me,
my heart will awaken to the light,
refreshed once more as
spring's new life revives my spirit
the clouds of morning drifting away
with the rising of the sun
on a new day.

(c) bak 3-7-11
barbara kausteklis

Written for CPC "Magic Monday/
The Magic of Rain."

Wishing you a most beautiful evening and week ahead.

Thanks for your visits and precious comments.

~Barb~

Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Nature

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Blogophilia 51.3

Topic:

"The Journey is in the Reward"

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2pts): use the word "amaranthine" in a sentence

(Easy, 1pt) : mention autumn leaves

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TOWARD SPRINGTIME

Flowing one into another,
their gentle ebb and flow,
the seasons carry me with them,
golden under a summer sun,
leaves of autumn,
amaranthine translucence,
brilliant red and golden,
as dancing their final waltz
of the season,
they captivate my senses,
drawing me close
as we look forward
to spring and renewal,
to dance once again
in Spring's cleansing showers
as the journey
through the seasons,
one by one
has become for me
its own sweet reward,
finding hope beneath
the rainbows arching
across an April
springtime sky.

(c) bak 2-14-11
barbara kausteklis

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Amaranthine:

Unfading, as the poetic amaranth; undying.
Of or pertaining to amaranth.
Of a purplish color.



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Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Spring Nature

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