So Fair A Day

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So Fair A Day

A saccharine breeze
tickling me
a sweet treat day
so happy and free.

Cotton candy clouds
and corn dog trees
so fair a day
made just to please!

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

The art is a series of pictures taken by James Graham and animated by me.

Taking a moment out of a beautiful day with the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.

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The Town Of Yore

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The Town Of Yore

Brown brick buildings
lining the lane between
the path overbear
by feet too many to count.

It’s gloaming time
the walkways forlorn
encompassing the town
empty but for a toss-pot.

The town of yore waits
for dark to hearken it’s history
echoes of remembrance lurking in stone
if only we could hear them.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

I animated this image from Google search of the town of Yore in the UK. A toss-pot is a drunk, and gloaming is another word for twilight.

Written with dVerse~Poets Pub for the prompt urban renewal. This is a place I just picked, I’ve never been. It’s a very old town with lots of history. One day I would love to visit the UK or just get to go overseas.

The Dark Path

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The Dark Path

The unknown
a new way beckons
just one step
phantoms cling
they follow and won’t let go
the dark path takes me.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

Artwork from a Google image search.

Today the prompt at dVerse~Poets Pub is to write a shadorma, a poem with one stanza or more, each stanza containing 6 lines with a 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllable count.

Deep

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Deep

in deepest forest
defeating the darkest corners
sunlight penetrates
bringing light to the unseen
illuminating my thoughts

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

My photograph put through art filters and animated.

A tanka embracing one of my favorite things in poetry, brevity. The other is rhyme. Written for dVerse~Poets Pub.

These Moments I Hold Dear

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These Moments I Hold Dear

It’s these moments I hold dear
the warm sunshine on my skin
rolling away the passing years.

On my face you’ll find a grin
as nature heals my many ills
I find a wonderful peace within.

I will never have my fill
of watching wetlands as I glide
up and down the bayside hills.

My vintage bicycle as my guide
in the saddle time does fly
but I grow younger as I ride.

Rolling away the passing years
it’s these moments I hold dear.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2018

The photo was taken on a bike ride and I put it through an art filter.

Wrote a terza rima for the Imaginary Garden With Real Toads. Linking up with my friends at Poets United. A few days late (although I had the poem done on time) but am finally linking it today after getting over my bad sinus infection. Gave me a chance to link with both groups!

Haiku #10317

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haiku #10317

leaves fall on the water
snowy egrets roost
autumn at high tide

Written for the prompt “fall” at Haiku Horizons. The photograph is mine taken while cycling on the San Francisco Bay and waterways. Snowy Egrets only roost at certain times of the day and season.