August Postcard poetry FestivalA Poem by KWP A month filled with exchanging poems ... One aspect of August I love is writing a poem ‘off the cuff’ everyday for thirty one days. The poems are then sent to other ‘August Postcard Poetry Fest’ participants around the world. The idea is you sit and write, no edit, just write, post, Then, from my end, I eagerly watch the mail box as postcards arrive to me by good old fashioned Snail Mail from Poets the planet over. Looking back, reading my own poems, I smile, I laugh and wonder what on earth was going through my head each day. Such a lovely way to write and exchange ideas with other Poets I have never before met from across the planet. Below are my Daily Poems .. August 1st like the turning of a new page each day of winter passes the sun outstretches its arms a little further with each sunrise offering warm embrace waking all within its reach reminding it’s time to rise from the weary slumber ----------------------- August 2nd I have watched you little flower yes, each day I have visited admiring your entry to life enjoying seeing you grow from a tiny bud unfolding into your glorious now admiring your beauty and your ease to know how to be thank you little flower --------------------- August 3rd Red Rock I see you but not with my eyes Red Rock I feel you but not with my hands I watch as you watch eternity be your gift to me offering a timely reminder that you have been part of the everywhen - just like me and you offer me a lesson in - patience ---------------------- August 4th pink, purple hues saturate sky dissipating into crimson, gold brief iridescence filling horizon whispering to the golden fire to rise and bask for a new day
August 5th sun setting rest in time ageless ages ask our thought caught in now breathing to find the answers at the end of each exhalation -------------------- August 6th Silent eyes filled with desert storm tears sweeping listlessly over arid cheeks as life ever progresses forward ---------------------- August 7th they say we are but a reflection of each other show me then " please my dear reflection something I have kept hidden from myself ----------------------------- August 8th inviting " luscious, large - smiling outward fire engine red juices flowing loss of self control devour you whole I share your smile as your juice rolls down my chin thank you " strawberry ------------------------- August 9th morning birds chirp day breaks early stretching longer into the eve gradually bidding the treading water of winter farewell welcome of new life to spring ----------------------------- August 10th zesty fervour pumps afresh throwing of the bed covers in celebration of possibilities ahh sun is shining ---------------------------- August 11th Limerick for Hanna There once was a lady named Hannah She spoke fondly of her prized Ba-nana Dancing up the street Just waiting to meet A man to mash her ba-nana with a spanner -------------------- August 12th allowance to evaporate into the desolate winds of abandon to swim alongside nihility once more ------------------------ August 13th the occultation of Saturn and the moon observing the tiny planet dwarfed by the orb of this night askance of purpose " this life " awaiting universal response ---------------------------- August 14th Oh sunflowers Perched atop my console your life continues on even cut at your thick stems " continues on longer than the thick pungent murkey slime that was once water keeping you until your last breath -------------------------- August 15th Bok Choy Choy Sum Pak Choy time to get some chop the garlic tiny slice add the choy’s fry up nice ---------------------- August 16th Oh Peanut Butter Bucket day after unrelenting day we commune as I take and scrape from you you ask for nothing and still I look forward to the day of your emptiness …. in this emptiness I replace you with excited fervour Oh Peanut Butter Bucket Forgive Me! --------------------------- August 17th Delicate Ocean breeze Humming in the folds Of Early morning splendor Whispers of Seduction Kissing my skin To an unfamiliar Arousal -------------------------- August 18th Gypsy Princess Dancing with abandon Always Kissing the eternal Tell me tales Of your journey Teach me the secrets Of the everywhen -------------------------------- August 19th The gentle flutter of your Turquoise wings Unceasingly captures My attention Embrace the Flower you have come to rest For soon you will Return to the everywhen ----------------------------- August 20th Tip-toeing On each Tight-rope imagining Delicately weaving Unique patterns Brusing away Multitudes Of Murky tidings In this ethnosphere We call life ------------------------------- August 21st Rattle of keys " " In the door Eternally Awaiting your return You left long ago ….. ……Is it really you ? Perhaps i’m floating In the seams of lucidity Once again --------------------------- August 22nd Exhaustive rhythm Clutches relentlessly Blanketing the continuance Why? How? What? Why? Can you please Take the batteries out of my brain So I can know No-mind ----------------------------- August 23rd pop jumps the toast dollop of butter twist the yellow lid lashings of Aussie Vegemite as it lands upon my screaming tastebuds i wonder why oh why the rest of the world dislikes you ------------------------------ August 24th watching like a voyeur manoeuvring through each motion day after day noticing cracks splitting mind your refusal to mend you acknowledge but refuse to mend i have always found this perplexing ------------------------------- August 25th with the distance between us eternal friend you " always there etched in my soul camping out by the fire keeping me warm a reminder of the love that is love above love ---------------------------------- August 26th having spent a multitude of moments in a distant past worrying about perceived ineptitude in coping mechanisms within the world i slapped myself and woke up to a brand new day after day after day to realise life is far too short if wasted in the perception of the state we humans created called ‘worry’ which means that each day finds me dancing in a lullaby of being --------------------------------- August 27th triplets panda’s enter the world cared for by humans desperate for their survival I wonder what their life will entail if they survive only to be caged in a zoo ------------------------------ August 28th locked away mistake made many a year ago i was young thinking I knew the world how wrong could I be mistake made and now I pay my penance " of 25 to life ----------------------------- August 29th We are all criminals Unwittingly stealing Interpretations of life Blinded to the endless possibilities of returning home to the original thought --------------------------------- August 30th After the rain it is hard to contain a new kind of Cockerspaniel game he loves a good sniff the rain permits a fresh whiff Dodger! yes Dodger " that’s his name ---------------------------------- August 31st ‘Oh hello Man stopped alongside me at the traffic lights Why are you grinning such a big grin in my direction? I will counter your grin with a devilish smile and together we can play cat and mouse a few seconds more’ © 2014 KWPReviews
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