In response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga which you can read more of at https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/13/haiga-2017-013-30doh-shadow-music.
***WATCHING WITH HOPE***
The powers that be say some
something more than say others
free will a gift?
to what cost
the expense of war
the ravages of war
death for following
death for an ideal
The powers that be say some
something more than say others
free will a gift?
to what cost
the rape of women
the death of girls
not a choice
not part of freedom
The powers that be say some
something more than say others
free will a gift?
to what cost
children starving
disease going unchecked
trapped in poverty
knowledge for the few
The powers that be say some
something more than say others
watching with hope
to what cost
© August 2016 Renee Espriu
This is for Wednesday’s Prompt from Jamie Dedes at https://musingbymoonlight.com
Who really is to blame for all the ills of the world…or is it really something more.
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
Everything Fragrant
©2013 Renee Espriu
free now from your pain
to smell everything fragrant
to be running free again
rest well my feline friend
© August 2013
Renee Espriu
Hemingway was 17yrs old and my last feline friend to cross over to something better. He had been in a decline for a time now and, as it pained me to see him go, I have to believe that I did him a service after all.
Quote by Michaelangelo
I like this quote by the great artist as I believe the same can be said of writing. We have only to write down our thoughts to set them free.
“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.”
Michelangelo
Satin Rainbow
We will make it                            
through as
navigators of days
dimly lit like
a heavy mist
ribboned fog
promising
light at the end of
a tunnel opening
wide telescoping
like the lens of
a camera
filled
dreams dipped in
a satin rainbow
tangible enough
to touch the
softness
sliding upon
skin of shoulders
warmed by sun of
a new day
dawning liquid
like fire that
never burns
quenching a thirst
with glacier waters
without ice
where our spirits
fly free above
all battles
fought
knowing victory is
but a gift a
knowledge of
the heart
life’s journey
only the
path
© January 2012
Renee Espriu
Magical Transport
Holding the Book of Magic in
your hands you are transported
to those far and distant lands
where your domain beneath trees
is a forest quest at your command
Richly dressed in jaded green a
garment fine red with crimson
satin sheen holding court nigh
as the Fairy Queen a crown of
poinsettia atop garlanded hair
Hovering ’round the air in your
splendid court you might oft see
miniature Phoenix wisely bred to
rise up and set you free as the
pages turn in the Book of Magic
© January 2012 Renee Espriu
Another submission to Poet’s United Poetry Pantry. The image totally captured my imagination.
The Hibiscus
Like the hibiscus
waiting
anticipating
Spring and
dead dry leaves
replaced with
new tender shoots to
become shade trees
in a new Summer
she waits
for a new year
in hopes that ill
health will be
replenished
in those she loves
that their spirits
will flourish
no longer held captive
but set free
to ride the currents
of mountain breezes
the eagle calls
it’s home
she waits
like the hibiscus
© December 2011 Renee Espriu
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