A Dusting Of Snow – A Poem

Image by MichaelM from Pixabay

Winter’s powdered sugar shaker,

Waves it wand over the city’s acre,

Whipping snow, like dusting sugar

On chocolate mascarpone baklava.

Brushing filo pastry in the center

Lane, as smooth cake-pan tires

Unprepared for winter’s cooler,

Slide, like brushed melted butter

Over pâtisserie trays of dainty eclairs.

“…Every day at least”

Image by Karolina Grabowska from Pixabay

“One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”

― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“Armour yourself…”

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“Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness.

Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.”

― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

I, Subject – A Poem (In Words and Photos)

Image by Nicola Giordano from Pixabay

When I is the subject,

Who is the subject.

The you in this moment.

The you, as experience’s tenant

Or, the girl in the mirror

Holding up the tiara;

One spoke in the bicycle

As decades wheel life’s cycle.

Or, the soul nourishing you

In Summer’s view-finder

Living the snap shot of October.

When I is the subject

How precious the cost

To share the flame of one light

In all the meanings

Leaning on one pronoun –

I – as subject alone.

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
Image by Ria Sopala from Pixabay

Words Of Encouragement II – A Poem

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

[Words of Encouragement I – Link Here]

Fellow bloggers:

You write, snap photographs, paint, share your research,

All the while, holding fast clarity’s pen, camera or brush,

On syllabic tableaus, portrait poses and prose frescos,

Publishing in the quagmire sandstorms of today’s malaise.

As the world reverberates in the Gethsemane of its crucible camouflage,

Your words, a light sabre of truth; your name etched by your labor into its handle

Expose the harbingers of the unseen by lifting the veil at every angle,

With only scarce, thin regard for your life, your health or fortune’s fleeting sparkle.

For all of this, I salute you!

Let the next generations hear and know

That you/we, by our labor have acted like the defense of Thermopylae by the Spartans;

Where future passersby surfing the double helix of the internet’s catamaran,

Shall read odes to your works as floating captions on their screens.

They shall be a signpost on the road of the internet highway,

Recounting to passersby that, like the Spartans who left a note

Of their heroic selfless efforts;

That you lifted your calling on the flag of your standard,

And, that you acted in honor in the manner expected

As the warrior that you are, of the published page, defending against the invisible siege,

So that future readers of and visitors to, your legacy – your words they inspire,

To live in a better hope – than the one we now cautiously endure.

Moreover, generations in the future, may enjoy the simplest right; to come in and go out in freedom, as they please,

Because you kept honing your craft and stayed the course, for their sakes;

With little regard for your own ease.

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Blessings to you, my friend💖

Suzette

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