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LOVE TRANSCENDING
The many forms that love does take, in friendships' gardens mind to mind; in lovers' walks through lives entwined; in treasured words flowing through our pens; elegant letters, an art thought lost to those we love and back again and overtaking the darkness of the night enveloping my heart, cradling my soul, the power of love transcending it all.
(c) bak 2-6-11 barbara kausteklis
Written for Legacy Writers II "Sunny Sunday/Love."
The following link will take you there.
https://myboomerplace.com/groups/view/id_495/
Thanks always for your visits and comments and for visiting and joining and participating in each of the Legacy Writers II Groups.
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK LegacyWriters Sunny Poetry Love
"The Raven" by Laila Carlsen
OF MIDNIGHT DARKNESS
Raven of the midnight hour
overseer of darkness,
purveyor of gloom,
piercing my thoughts
and intruding on my soul;
piercing through
the darkness,
seeing through
to my soul,
into my thoughts,
my being,
he sees it all.
Through the darkness
he sees as I hear him call,
the raven speaks,
he knows it all,
my thoughts,
my being
through the black
of the night.
The raven speaks,
he knows it all
as piercing
through the haze
enshrouding my mind,
through the layers
hindering my clarity.
Raven of the midnight hour,
of magic spells
and tales to tell,
secrets of the dark
and the gloom,
enshrouding my thoughts,
no comfort in sight,
the nightmares of midnight
washing over me,
the raven of midnight
overtaking my heart.
(c) bak 2-5-11
barbara kausteklis
Written for CPC A Simple Sunday
featuring Laila Carlsen's "The Raven."
The following link will take you
to A Simple Sunday:
http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/541970069
Thanks always for your visits and
precious comments.
Wishing you a peaceful Sunday.
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK CPC Poetry SimpleSunday
BEYOND THE SHADOWS
By Barbara
A Cheryl's Pals Collab
On butterfly wings
and midnight stars,
my thoughts escape me
into the night,
beyond the shadows
sometimes lingering there
and wear the face
of a vacant stare.
And rising above
that darkened place
of echoing whispers,
shadowed corners
buried deep and
imprisoned inside,
I find that light
that shines so bright
through the whispering
winds that come from the sea.
And in my dreams
I am lifted up,
no fear,
no distractions
as I tilt my head back,
the sweet cleansing rains
washing over me
able to face the dark
without fear,
my thoughts
no longer hidden
for they have been
once more set free,
daydreams becoming
my reality.
(c) bak 2-4-11
barbara kausteklis
Thanks to Fellow Dreamers:
Lady "Cheryl" Death, Sheila A. Berlier,
Sharonlee, Kathy, Elfwing, Mary Margaret,
Midnightcharmed, Ashlae Grisham,
Diane Asher, Silver Lining, Linda Seaman,
and Me, Barbara.
The following link will take you to
the "Saturday Share" and links
to the Collabs as they're posted:
http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog
Link to all of this week's lines
and very important
new posting instructions:
http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/541903820
Link to my MySpace post . . . .
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The lines I used
in addition to my own:
My thoughts escape me (Lady "Cheryl" Death) REQUIRED
Sheila A Berlier shadows linger and follow me
Kathy Words imprisoned inside of me
Elfwing G.o.P. will not hide but will be free
Sharonlee I see you in the midnight sky
Sheila A Berlier wearing the face of a vacant stare
Mary Margaret maybe daydreams can turn into my true reality
midnightcharmed in my mind I find the light shine bright
Sharonlee whispers... echoing whispers...
Ashlae Grisham Face the dark, not the master of trivial art
Diane Asher As I tilt my head back , the soft rain falls upon thee
Diane Asher Peaceful within no fear, no distractions
Linda Seaman the whispering winds that come from the sea
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These are always such a lot of fun to try each week.
Thanks so much for your visits and comments.
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry CPC Collab
INTO THE NIGHT
Expansive silence,
day melding into the night
I join in their march,
becoming as one with them,
elephants crossing the African plain.
(c) bak 2-4-11
barbara kausteklis
A Tanka (5-7-5-7-7 syllable count)
written for CPC Friday Fling/
The Friday Fling Goes on Safari
with Tankas and Aknats . . . .
The following link will take you there:
http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/541945036
Thanks for always for sharing your smiles and your words!
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry CPC Tanka
BRUSH STROKES
In stark silence, they rise above their reflections, monolithic and powerful in what is left unsaid, in what they cannot say out loud but which is understood by the birds who nest there, by the artists whose brushstokes bring them to new life upon once-blank canvas, and by those who, from the shore, stand in awe of them, amazed by what they see and by what they have.
(c) bak 2-3-11 barbara kausteklis
Written for Legacy Writers II "Friday Byways/Brushstrokes and Word Paintings" which is open now. Inviting you to visit and join and participate . . . .
The following link will take you there:
https://myboomerplace.com/groups/view/id_492/
The "join" button is at the top of the forum.
Gorgeous pieces posted in the forum.
Open for the whole week.
Posted each Thursday evening and runs for the week. Thanks always for your visits and comments.
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography Byways Nature
"I'll think of it all tomorrow, at Tara.
I can stand it then.
Tomorrow, I'll think of some way to get him back.
After all, tomorrow is another day."
~Scarlett -- the last lines of Gone With the Wind
~~~~~~~~~~~
TOWARD A NEW DAY
And I look beyond
the edge of this day,
embracing what was
and what has been,
looking forward to
what will be in
the days ahead,
the fruit of dreams
and unfinished plans.
Beyond the horizon,
it's all right there,
within reach, I know,
attainable there,
as I move beyond
my yesterdays
looking ahead
with gratitude
and open arms
toward tomorrow's
gift of the sunrise,
the challenges,
all that we share
as the sun sets
on this day
to return again
once more.
(c) bak 2-3-11
barbara kausteklis
Written for CPC "Thematic Attic/
Gone With the Wind."
(Today's "Thematic Attic" challenge is to write
to a quote from Gone With the Wind.)
The following link will take you there:
http://www.myspace.com/mom_holtz/blog/541931573
Thanks so much for your visits and comments.
Your comments are always such an encouragement
to me and are so very much appreciated.
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK Photography Poetry CPC
FLYING SO HIGH
Flying up so high
at the end of a string
my dreams of day
as my young heart sings
as it carries them up
where the clouds
float above all
the worries and cares
down here below.
And catching sweet breezes
I soar with my kite
and dream the biggest dreams
that I know will come true
as I send my wishes
on their way
with my kite flying so high
on the end of my string.
(c) bak 2-2-11
barbara kausteklis
Written for CPC Meet and Greet,
Wonderful Wednesday/Oriental Express.
A link to some Japanese kite-flying information:
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography CPC Kites
SINGING A NEW SONG
Symphonic praises of morning
at dawn's very first light;
rhapsodic melodies,
day flowing into night,
within their notes,
their emotions, their song,
and the inspiration they bring
to my days and my nights
as I soar with them,
occasionally spreading my wings
and exposing my soul.
My voice,
once so silent,
sings praises once again,
as within the music
I dance and jump for joy,
singing praises at dawn
and thanksgiving at day's end,
each day renewed
and taking steps again,
into the dawn
and into the day
as within each new step
I sing a brand new song.
(c) bak 2-1-11
barbara kausteklis
Written for Legacy Writers II/
Sonnet's Saturday Sound
Treasuring your friendship and
your visits and precious comments . . . .
~Barb~
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Photography LegacyWriters Sonnets
Blogophilia 49.3
Topic: In the Eyes of the Beholder
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2pts): s-p-e-l-l out a word in conversation
(Easy, 1pt) : use the phrase working together
Final date to post:
February 8th, 2011 GMT midnight
Final date to post ALL GUESSES:
February 5th, 2011 GMT midnight
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IN THE CADENCE OF THE MOMENT
Subtle melodies
dancing across the keys,
the highs, the lows,
the in-betweens,
stealing my heart
and transporting my soul,
to places never seen
or have hidden behind
my memory's door.
Working together,
they lift me up,
these notes and melodies,
as they carry me
to feelings I had lost
to space and over time;
captivating my emotions
if only for now,
feelings buried under
layers of life,
quite out of touch
until discovered again
as the life becoming
so very vivid and real
to me once more.
And as I told myself
again and again,
"You're opening
reality's door,
and entering L-I-F-E,
once more,"
and seeing it
through new eyes
as a renewed beholder
opens that door.
In the cadence, the notes
of the symphony's score,
evoking those memories
of who I was before
life intervened,
as I recall that it was
when it first played for me,
as finally hearing it again
and listen through the filter
of experience and time,
in the melodies,
the variations,
added over time
to the music I had
heard before.
And I continue on my journey,
gladly taking that next step
in sync with the rhythms of life,
as I've found myself once again.
(c) bak 1-31-11
barbara kausteklis
GUESSES
Theme
Colleen
Image
Island Bronze
PHRASES
It's a dog's life
What a life
Bathing beauty
Glamor Girl
Life's a Beach
Island Bronze
Windswept
Windblown
Blowing in the Wind
Rocky shore
Rocky
Stepping stones
Tan
The following link will take you to Blogophilia 49.3
and posting instructions and links
to the rest of the Blogophilia posts:
http://www.myspace.com/blogophilia/blog/541902824
Thanks always for your visits and precious comments.
I look forward to reading all of them.
Barb K
Tags: BarbaraK Poetry Blogophilia Writing Music
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