Poetry Gypsy

Thursday, December 14, 2017

POEM

DROPLET I am the last tear to fall, a wandering rivulet, the stain on your cheek, streaming a path, borne from the depth of the core of your being; emotions released, the essence of love, hate and fear; memories of life rewound or visions at warp speed ahead; to be, or not... I am the sum of... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

POEM

METTLE I sometimes wonder what I would have been had I not become the me who is; would I have been bolder, braver, stronger more free and daring or would I have crumbled crushed and broken wilted and withered swallowed behind oblivion; and in the end, would it have mattered anyway Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, December 11, 2017

POEM

CREATION you are my star the light that guides my pen to write words sung from my heart to the music of my soul *** CREAZIONE tu sei la mia stella la luce che guida la mia penna per scrivere parole cantate dal mio cuore alla musica della mia anima Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Poetry in the Heavens

SKY FIRE © Photo by R. Presta SKY FIRE Sometimes poetry is found in places unexpected; in the silence of the eyes. Sunset tonight looked as though even the heavens of Southern California were set aflame... © R. Presta Note: Please excuse if this appears to be formatted incorrectly. I'm having... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

HAIKU

Haiku #14 night burns neon bright smoky air blows embers hot blazing wildfires rage © R. Presta Note: I checked, and "wildfires" is two syllables. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Haiku - In Memoriam

Haiku #13 deep river flowing dulcet song uniquely sung words forever hushed © R. Presta Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Blog Pic - California Burning

There's no poetry in my soul today, for many reasons. Perhaps another time. Meanwhile, California continues to look like this... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

SUPER MOON HAIKU

COLD MOON Haiku #12 warm my heart, cold moon be my dream, my love, my life, and my soul is yours © R. Presta This Supermoon of December is called the Cold Moon. Sign in to see full entry.

POEM

REVIVE Breathe deeply, slowly, softly sigh in murmurs low, air now pure within your lungs released be rancor from within; listen to the silence speak of secret words your spirit knows, feel the heartbeat of your soul let your mind float free and clear; centered now in peaceful calm is quietude, your... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 2, 2017

POEM

MARITIME CRUISING In the back bay of my mind there is a coastal harbor hidden where sailing ships in starlight are moored with living recollections, each one bearing pleasing scenes, smiling days warmed with cheer. I board today the vessel carrying my mother's hug, upon a couch of forest green I sit... Sign in to see full entry.

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