Good morning Party People, on this #VerseThursday, my thighs are on fire and I still (mostly) suck at Scrabble

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Good morning, happy #VerseThursday !

The Fall of Summer

pastel June roses
afternoon picnic baskets
hiking a mountain meadow
the wanderlust thirst
as open as the ocean
beneath a fair freckled sky

drunk on sunshine wine
sunburns and blistered noses sticky glazed humidity
crowds of rowdy kids
traffic congested beaches
August comes, longing for fall
--Michelle Faulkner

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(Art credit: Jan Matson)

#VerseThursday Love and the Deli Counter, by Jill McDonough

Good morning, happy #VerseThursday! It's been a Wild Geese kind of week

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Good morning Party People, I've just cracked into my second energy drink of the day, happy #VerseThursday

Good afternoon Party People, it's #VerseThursday, and god dammit I'm gonna write a poem

The Dream Keeper

Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
-- Langston Hughes

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(Art credit: Julia S. Powell)

I Don’t Want to Be a Spice Store by Christian Wiman #VerseThursday

#VerseThursday On Traveling Together, by Kayleb Rae Candrilli

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Good morning, happy #VerseThursday!

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How It Seems To Me

In the vast abyss before time, self
is not, and soul commingles
with mist, and rock, and light. In time,
soul brings the misty self to be.
Then slow time hardens self to stone
while ever lightening the soul,
till soul can loose its hold of self
and both are free and can return
to vastness and dissolve in light,
the long light after time.
--Ursula K. Le Guin

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(Art credit: Dora Hathazi Mendes)

Anyway good morning and happy #VerseThursday!

For #VerseThursday, not a poem but art commissioned by a poet. The story is that the dancer Tilly Losch ascended the stairs from the bath to the bedroom and Edward James was so taken by her wet footprints that he commissioned a carpet with the pattern of her footfall woven in. (After they divorced, he moved the carpet from his personal residence to another building in the estate, and the stairs in his home redone with one with the footprints of someone more loyal: his Irish wolfhound.)

A Moment

I take an old woman a glass of water
She has few pleasures left in life.
It's cold and sharp
Hill spring it says on the bottle.
She cups the tumbler as a chalice
And sips from a mountain spring
As a child she'd drunk in streams.
She smiles at the genie inside
And offers me a taste: it's sweet.
I hand it back and we make a toast
Fingers touching around the glass
Careful not to spill one drop of magic.
--Beda Higgins

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(Art credit: Thelma Winter)

Good morning Party People, welcome to #VerseThursday