She is a Woman

Threshold by Chantal e.y. Bethel

she sings her sweet song, which seems to have risen

from within her smooth skin, vibrating in her strides,

as she plays with her eyes, with smiles, she has stored

in her sighs, as she gets along, she spreads warmth,

shielding us from every storm to come, she is she-

a woman who lives a part of her story, through

her gestures, her expression that tingle the skin of

us lookers, having us laugh with her, pray, sing her

in our words, she is a woman, she strives for love,

she is a key of piano; to touch her is to surge into

the sacred waters, she seeps into our minds to

have us looking for her, even when she’s not there,

she is a woman, a sorceress who carves us into

what we are capable to be, she is a goddess,

she is a mother, a lover, a bond, she is a woman,

she is always the flame that lights our lives,

she is the best as she is, different, wicked, sweet,

she is a woman, and hence she sings, a woman

playing roles unflinching throughout her life,

she is a woman who is everything, that is to be

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Happy International Women’s Day. This simple poem is a tribute from my side to all the women.

And to end this post, let’s relive the song by Billy Joel:

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Last Glimpse

tracing torn path of life,

I tickle tired fingers of words,

engrave pictures on my dead skin,

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a glow then comes upon the sky,

spread over by dusk,

tending to me with a smile,

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still some clouds lift to

give the last glimpse, of the sun,

so I can hear the voice of her flame

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The poem comes into being by the rearrangement and slight editing of some of my tweets today. The “sixwords” and micro poetry tweets used are:

tracing the torn path of life #sixwords

hear the voice of candle’s flame #sixwords

only a glimpse of her smile #sixwords

tickling tired fingers of my words #sixwords

the sky had glowed all of a sudden,

even though the dusk was growing,

some clouds had lifted to

give the last glimpse of the sun #micropoetry

Be a part of my disjointed journey through twitter. You can find me at HowAnxious.

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I am going to link it up with dVerse OLN and Friday Flash 55.

Champagne Haiku (Inspired)

Jane Reichhold’s Haiku,

filling

the glass with candlelight

champagne

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My inspired creation,

the clinking glasses

champagne glints in candle flame

wall-clock chimes midnight

* Written for Carpe Diem Special.