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Our November 2020 Poetry Winner
Flow
By Samia Diouri I want flow like water, Find my path of least resistance, Recognition of my reflection in others, In the ripples of consciousness, Know my soul is a drop in the ocean, And my love is a river, My wounds are but canyons etched over time, I let go and resign to the rain filled valleys, And surrender to the divine.
November 2020 Poetry Submissions
Myst’ry Bog
By Laura Cole
I have a story, oh, to tell
That many oft have whispered still
It’s ‘bout a man who legend speak
But myst’ry does so ‘round him leak…
If ever were one should to ask
No, best, if you should better bask
Within the deep dark watery bog
Should find yourself that gruesome log…
Don’t worry, ah, he cackles so
The water’s fresh, now in you go
But once you enter, soon you’ll know
You’re the bait for his new show…
Lake Cane is our cathedral.
By Michael Zahn
Lake Cane
is our cathedral.
The wild creatures
are our choir.
They sing of Cane
a sweet refrain.
They speak in tongues,
but this is what they surely say:
Fill this lake with love
for those below
and those above.
Let all enjoy
and play
and pray
and work unceasingly
day after day
to ensure
that Cane stays pure
so its allure
will endure.
Storms of Life
By Suzanne S. Austin-Hill
Seasonal contests wage between storm clouds and sunset…
Darkening shades of gray, hints of black sit heavy,
Pushing down forcibly upon the streaks and stripes of soft pinks, faint purples and
inevitable feisty oranges that mark day’s end…
But even clouds fully-laden with turbulent, uncharted waters of challenge and change,
Threatening the status-quo
Must surrender…
…to the colorful palate that resurrects itself as sunrise.
©2011 Suzanne S. Austin-Hill
Photo: Life’s Burdens
Ruskin, FL
October 1, 2020
Flow
By Samia Diouri
I want flow like water,
Find my path of least resistance,
Recognition of my reflection in others,
In the ripples of consciousness,
Know my soul is a drop in the ocean,
And my love is a river,
My wounds are but canyons etched over time,
I let go and resign to the rain filled valleys,
And surrender to the divine.
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