Yvonne Reed

He with the blueberry laugh

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He with the blueberry laugh

O the blooming by Yreed #poetrycommunity O the blooming O the blossoming What a joyous celebration Is life! O the withering Savoring each Fragile pleasure Of living While we cling to the precious gift of life!

Said the wind To the autumn leaf, It’s time dear leaf Follow me Let my caresses Take you to paradise No more struggles Dear leaf No more pain Just rest in Nature’s embrace It’s easy Follow me Come on dear leaf It’s time Here I’ll help you As I gently blowww dear leaf Just let go Yreed #poetry

Autum leaf by Yreed #poetry #autumn

Two beings so close We dance in each others dreams We love Laugh Play and Pray together And we smile Yreed #poetry

We dance in each other’s dreams By Yreed #poetry

Harvest Moon (Cover) - Neil Young by Foxes and Fossils youtu.be/xA0Vl0gre6U?si… via @YouTube Come a little bit closer Hear what I have to say Just like children sleepin' We could dream this night away But there's a full moon risin' Let's go dancin' in the light

O poet of old You sold your soul Where are your sweet ballads of Yesteryear? Their shadows linger over my Lonely, lonely heart They whisper to me I’m here, I’m here Buried in the worries of Your fears. #poetry

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@mk0600937254693 Gorgeous!

@EricJohnson1363 @mk0600937254693 So mesmerizing! You have captured the Japanese soul!

Ekphrastic free verse inspired by @mk0600937254693's ink-style boat fishing scene, interpretively set on Lake Biwa. A daughter's quiet legacy amid dusk's glow. Biwa's Solitary Angler At dusk, Lake Biwa imbibes the glow, Her weathered boat sways, an ink-wash stroke. She sits, a still point amid the swells, Her silhouette, keen as a quill's tip, Etches solitude against the sun's dying ember. Her rod and reel, finely wrought, glint— A master's heirloom, her father's bequest. Eyes locked on the water's mercurial sheen, She casts with resolve, her line a pledge To kin whose hollow bowls await at hearth. The lake's gentle throb cradles her solitude, Yet reeds and ripples intone her prowess. Her hands, schooled by paternal echoes, Thread line through reel with unyielding poise. The sunset cascades like sake spilled, Its ephemeral blaze a tribute to her— A girl whose trade binds lake and firmament, Her muted pride a heritage endured. For hamlet, for kin, she anchors her vigil, A lone luminary in Biwa's core. #EricJPoetry #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #EkphrasticPoetry #LakeBiwa #Japan #Fishing #Resilience

One errant pitch One mistake We nearly had it all And now we Fall Fall into ignominy The only team that couldn’t Wouldn’t Shouldn’t Go to the World Series!   Aaaah! It’s a mortal wound.. This loss, this one loss Cuts deep! #BaseBall #WorldSeries Yreed

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Tonight I write the saddest lines By Pablo Neruda #poetrycommunity