morning hellos

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I open my eyes to a sky 

colored by a rising sun 

I listen to birds serenade 

my ears with a song 

I feel the kisses of the 

morning against my skin 

luring me out of a warm 

bed I don’t wish to depart

 

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #158:Morning Has Broken

 

 

earth air fire water

I.

 

earth beneath our feet 

down winding roads we travel 

leading us all home

 

II.

 

air flows through our hair 

on summer road getaways 

feeling young again

 

III.

 

fire consuming all 

barren path where trees once stood

smoke hinders our sight

 

IV.

 

cool ocean waters 

our bodies float with currents 

under clear blue sky

 

 

- Inspired by dVerse Tuesday Poetics - the four elements

 

 

what's your type?

to break the ice 

we ask each other 

our likes – 

what type of music 

do you enjoy? 

are you into sports? 

have you traveled 

to many places? 

going through the 

motions trying to get 

a feel of someone’s vibe 

can be a hit or miss

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #157 - What's your type?

a summer day in August

under August sun 

flavored ice-crusted snow cones 

cools off our parched tongues 

we enjoy the ocean view 

until dusk whispers our names

 

 

- This poem is a combination of two prompts:  Twiglet #290: ice-crushed snow and dVerse Poetics: Sometimes August isn't recognized