LAZY SUMMER HAIKU
Lazy days sweeping
Leaves of summer soft and green
Yule hearths but a dream
Copyright 2014 Wanda S. Paryla
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summer solstice
dancing under in star-light
druid’s changing time
ancient rites
blessings from the sun above
makes earth mature
fruits and grains
maturing marked from this day
summer solstice
days grow shorter
as we move now foreward
past sun’s zenith
bitter the taste
once the song is over
winter soon returns
Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Summer Solstice – the first haiku is dedicated to Oliana Kim from Traces of Soul who inspired it!
WIND OF CHANGE – Scorpions
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night
Soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
Did you ever think
That we could be so close like brothers
The future’s in the air
Can feel it everywhere
I’m blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Walking down the street
Distant memories
Are buried in the past forever
I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/scorpions-wind-of-change-lyrics.html ]
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
The wind of change
Blows straight into the face of time
Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams
With you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change
Let’s bring back
good manners
we’ve liberated ourselves
to rudeness.
Gallantry has its virtues
if based in love.
White gloved women
hankie on the ground
coy games were fun
charming salutes
to the Divine Feminine
Virtue, honor, integrity,
modesty…these are not
outdated values, but the
core of civilization based
on respect and love.
Smudging the lines between mortals, magic, and monsters.
Exploring the World of Writing
Fantasy Author
Finding Hope Through Hardship
“All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
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