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Sun Versus Dracula

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Sunpoems

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The sun speaks no words
but his rays are sharp swords
piercing the evil plans
of Dracula's dance.

saiom shriver

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Knighted By The Sun

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Sunpoems

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When one waters plants

in the sunlight, each

drop is knighted by

the sun into a

magic wand

sending rays in all

directions like a sparkler.

 

saiom shriver

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First Smoke, Then Mirrors

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Seapoems

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Mist as incense rises

before the dawning sun,

each wave aglow

with his light

 

As slowly the sun

ascends higher,

every tidal pool

inlet and bay

all creeks and streams

image his face of fire.

-saiom shriver-

 

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Haiku and Hokku

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Haiku

I.

 

Winter breathes coldly

A rose on new-fallen snow

Beauty in nature

 

White carpet without

Inside, the dog sleeps soundly

Dreaming of Spring days

 

Rain upon the window

Soothing, sweetly singing soft

As I write about it

 

II.

 

Family stay near

Life's storms draw close together

What calm drives apart

 

Special together

As I concentrate on work

She watches TV

 

Fearing the future

She wraps her arms around me

And holds me tightly

 

III.

 

Alluring water-front

Holding magnificent crafts

Warships now at peace

 

Men of foul language

Cargo brought ashore today

The smell of the sea

 

Moonlight on the waves

Horns of vessels passing by

A lonely gull cries

My Sun

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Poems.

You are my sun

My world circles around you

You light me up

Without you I am dark

I am cold to the touch

Frozen, my vegetation dies

Extinct the life I hold goes

Forever it just goes with the motions

As long as I follow you through space

I can see, and I am warm

My vegetation grows

My world thrives

Forever it goes with you

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Lucky

Yellow light

 

Too bright to see

 

Easing down

 

Preparing to sleep

 

A happy guy

 

Floating there

 

A lucky guy

 

Who doesn't ask why

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Esseence of the Moon (Sonnet 1)

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Sonnets

 

Perhaps you are the essence of the moon,
Shine bright, cut through the darkest, deepest night,
Beware of day as sunlight breaks your loom,
Fear not, grab hold, endure the day so bright.
You bring with you the beauty of the stars,
But lose the greatness to your sister bold,
The planets greet your sky, with journey’s far,
Often forgotten by your friend so old.
No fault of yours has it become today,
The orbits last and fight for peace of mind,
For when it comes, this light, price is to pay,
Your debts are covered they will come to find.
Fret not the views of those you have to pass,
For you become the one who has to last.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first attempt at a sonnet, hopefully with more to come!

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Calan Mai Dydd (See English translation below Welsh language prose)

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Seasonal Holidays:

 

 

Roedd gwl dathliadau Mai dydd;

Mae'r wyl uchod yn ddithlwyd, nghymru er mwyn arsyllwi. dyfodiad Haf. Nid yw Mai dydd yn coffau equinox neu hauldro'r.

 

Yn hyrach ei fod yn afeniad a ddefnyddir, Yn tan: tanua i droi buchesi gwatheg o chwater y Gaef; tanau i gynnau'r fordd er gyfer y gwatheg, tanau i lanhau ymaith clefyda a allai niweddio y fuches.

 

Tanau gyfer Baltan a elwir hefyd, yn Beltane: a fflam yn tan; ar ayfer defadau puro derwydden au Haf.

 

Gwyliau tan Mai dydd eu cynnal a rhwysg mawr a seremoni.

 

By Anita Griffiths (Welsh language translation)

 

 

Mayday Celebrations

The above festival was celebrated in Wales: in order to observe the arrival of Summer time.

 

Mayday in Wales is not to celebrate equinox or solstice.

 

The Mayday festival in Wales is a custom consumed in fire: fires to turn out the herds of cattle from Winter quarters; fires to light the way for the cattle; fires to cleanse away diseases that may harm the cattle.

 

Fires for Baltan also known as Beltane; fire and flame for the Druidic  purification rites of the arrival of Summer.

 

The fire festivals of Mayday celebrations were carried out with a lot of pomp and ceremony.

 

By Anita Griffiths

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

 

The Welsh language is making a return in the country of Wales. Great. Although I am still learning.

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The Sun Rises

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Beauty

The sun rises

A puppeteer to the world

Allowing us to brighten ourselves

With itself, brilliant


The air lifting

A thieving sensation of sorrows

Allowing us to unwind

Unbind; resilience


The day faring

A warrior of progressive pleasure

Allowing us to dream

Supreme tomorrows