Poem for Thanksgiving break from guest poet Victor/Homer

The days get short 

Nights stay longer 

The hot sun leaves 

Cold winds start 

Smell of pine needles

Cold air fill your lungs

Yaste of eggnog touching your lips

Jingle bells ringing  

Guest poet: Nanci

Thoughts of Happiness

As thought sets in and fear is apparent

And yet reality is left opaque

With clarity gone, nothing left to take

All this “happiness”, no one to show it

A word of color, a world of such joy

Why then a sight so unfamiliar?

Anxiety, despair, familiar.

Emotion and reality a toy

Fear and darkness, unknown to all the rest

The image shown, peace and together

The constant gnawing of anguish, a pest

However still, a hope for the better

Feelings of Impossible Love

A love so distant, out of reach

Sad to many, curse to each.

Confusion packed and solution sought,

Voo-doo done, guard un-caught.

Witchcraft, sorcery, lies, deceit,

Sad to many, curse to each.

A love so terrible, mind overload,

As much alike, dark magic, dark road.

Poetry from guest writer Shalynn calms your blustery day

 Listen 

The winds blow softly

The earth is silent

The tears of pain disappear

The quiet is intimate

The cares vanish

The trees are still

The birds quickly hush

The quiet is intimate

The silent whispers begin

The confusion is shown

The relief appears

The quiet is intimate

The horrors of yesterday are gone

The comfort is valid

The invisible arms are felt

The quiet in intimate

Lost and Found

You stare out the window on the long drive.

Your discouraged, frustrated, in need.

You see some dirt, leafs, and a log.

You see a lake, brown in color.

You see profanity on signs along the way.

You see trash floating in the wind.

You see a man in rags, thumbs up, lost.

You see cars zooming by you, too fast, too loud.

You wonder where the beauty is.

How far do you have to drive to see Love?

How many miles until you see a mountain?

Dark trees without leafs surround it.

Leaning sideways in the middle of the growth.

You see an old wooden cross, about to fall down.

You see the sun create a spotlight on that cross.

You feel yourself smile, you feel peace.

You turn around and go home.

Whale

Imagine a wave, not too big, not too small

Imagine a rock, sturdy, so you wont fall

Now sit on that rock, and look at that wave

Look out on the ocean, your eyes spot a cave

Next to the cave is a whale, large and still

It doesn't swim away, looks as though it would never kill

The whale silently stays, as if it is watching you

It looks wise and kind, telling you what to do

It stays near you, the entire time

As silent and confident as a mime

The whale stays as long as you do

And in your heart you already knew

The whale was saying one thing, in its mind

You can make it through all days, of any kind