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A very special lady joined our WordPress family less than a month ago…. making immediate friends with her warm words, encouragements and vivacious soul.

Soriah is now preparing her final journey from this mortal coil, and her blog “Poetry and Chocolate” has disappeared into the digital ether.
I was able to briefly re-blog one of her wonderful poems before it slipped away too.

Please wish her well….

Soriah, best wishes on the journey. Remember to dress warm … heaven is surrounded by vast tumbling, iced clouds sweetheart ….. ❤️❤️

Farewell Summer

My soul has reaped the late summer harvest
of corn

no longer plump

withered to a deep golden
of cherries

flesh contracted to the pit

rich purple bruised

rot concealed
of love

a dehydrated straw flower

of short lived perennial state

made more beautiful by intoxicating influences

and heady, hazy skies
Image of the delightful double straw flower “Helichrysum Bracteatum” as captured at Van Dusen Gardens, Vancouver, BC. 

A Cloud Canvas

Would you let me paint the clouds for you?

long, languid strokes

lavishly spread

over fading azurite blue

with cosmic brush dipped to ferrule

heavy with heaven

dabbing ashen shadow

betwixt amber wisps

and tranquil towering iced tufts

 

a masterpiece bestowed

for my melancholy muse

heart unknown

Hollow Tree

with creaking branch

against gentle breeze

I stifle wayward memory

with sullen, wooden ease

 

for I am but a hollowed trunk

core charred from flame on high

I sought the thrill of lightning strike

stiff branched, I’d taunt the sky

 

my splintered bark now falls to ground

though painful peel, I’ll make no sound

and gnarled roots under ashen soil

tremble deep from termite toil

Of clouds

Do you ever read the stories of the clouds?

 

The tossed veil of the tentative bride

as white wisps resting on a hill

disturbed by the temperamental groom

his brooding jealousy edging closer

with dark, Cumulonimbus gloom

 

Nimbostratus brings endless days of rain

oppressive, weighed down with relentless pain

the mourning widow painting the landscape with tears

shivering puddles reflecting her mighty grey

her heart torn through by contrail spears

 

Let your soul float as the delicate Cirrus

soaring above all others

your silken strands never diminish the strength of the sun

as your ice crystals warm and dissipate through

halycon heavens

and at sunset

you are the last one still tantalizing

the final flickering finale

in perfect pink

 

 

 

 

 

The Infant Dawn

In this excruciating void

betwixt fading moon and

rising sun

an ebony pool

our weary souls float

crestfallen beside cockles

by phosphorescent starfish glow

too long this night

 

So, alight on the wings of the morning gull

a new horizon is beckoning

with shards of infant glow

unique, unseen

and

wholly

yours

 

Inspired by yet another exquisite dawn: mother nature’s deft strokes left me in awe.

Green symphony

Finding rich solace

beside the moss tinged splintered bark

of the scarred Sequoia

 

Sit I

 

Under a haphazardly sprung canopy

where shy saplings shimmer sway

to an inperceptible breeze

as finned ferns

unfurl

 

Web strands catch tunneled sunbeam

“see me, yet disturb me not” in stunning symmetry

 

And evening bird clamor couples with

muted wing percussion

in Shinrin-yoku delight

A rhapsody in green

opening night!