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‘Cyber’ me this

20171108-IMG_2544_preview-1.jpg   Many moons ago, I began this blog. Started recording some of my years of writing, and continued publishing, archiving, saving drafts of my work.

Although I waffle between red and white now, the blog title is out there, and still evokes the warmth and brevity I felt, when I copied my first poem from paper to post. I hope it resonates with you.

In this cyberspace world, we have learned we are only limited by the depth and width of our thinking, and our lack of knowledge. We can virtually, be anywhere,  just by closing our eyes.

Funny, it’s always been like that. It’s just so vast now…
We attempt to cram so much information into our minds in a day,
perhaps we have lost trust in our own vision, forgotten how to give surprise and wonder a place in our reality…

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Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Challenge – #Haiku

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday Challenge – Synonyms for ‘Beliefs & Strange’

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rocks hold close to shore
water moves with its own mind
remarkable game

 

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Colleen’s 2018 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 94 Synonyms for ‘Beliefs & Strange’

Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge

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Cinquain –    Synonyms for ‘MAGIC & GREEN’

                                                                          spellbound

                                                                        tender silence

                                                                   casting love everywhere

                                                                       losing all my reality

                                                                                 amazed

Somewhat darker ….. yet ….

power

forceful envy

grabbing freedom away

sprouting shameful envious thoughts

greedy

 

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Colleen’s 2018 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 91 Synonyms for ‘Magic & Green’

May i interrupt You for A Kiss?

IMG_3909walking by the couch I saw you sleeping
i could hardy keep my hands away
i wanted to tap you gently on your shoulder
“may i interrupt you for a kiss? ”

our walk was so exhausting
the breeze and sun combined
the hills were steep
and trees, so tall …
but you didn’t lag behind

because you sleep so soft now,
i think it’s only fair
i ask before i wake you,
“may i interrupt you for a kiss?”

i walk around real quiet
trying not to ‘wake you’
but doing dishes can get loud
and, the calls i have to make …
although … there’s just a few

really … you’re still sleeping,
how do you do that?
though i love to see your soul at peace …
“may i interrupt you for a kiss”?