Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge
And many mountains across the country
Spinning their endless webs of twisted wire.
Across peaks and valleys, they stretch endlessly
Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads
Shimmering with dew drops when it rains
Full of power // deadly currents of life
Some with twenty-five thousand volts.
From dams to cities across the way
These giant colossus spread their webs
Bringing energy and light to the darkest night
Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun…
Woven across the scars of the landscape
Over rocks and hills with a never-ending hum.
Without them life as we know it would cease!

This poem was accepted in the North Carolina Bards Charlotte Anthology of Poetry.  It will come out in May.

Photo: Dwight l. Roth

I am posting this one tonight on d’Verse Poets Pub open link.

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Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge
And many mountains across the country;
Spinning their endless webs of twisted wire
Across peaks and valleys they endlessly stretch;
Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads
Shimmering with dew drops when it rains;
Full of power deadly currents of life.
Some with twenty-five thousand volts
From dams to cities across the way.
These giant colossuses spread their webs
Bringing energy and light to the darkest night;
Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun
Woven across the scars of the landscape;
Over rocks and hills with a never ending hum
Without them life as we know it would cease.

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

Reminder of Spring (a Sonnet-3)

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Winter is the time of the year when many people find it difficult to cope. Depression is common during these dark days. Today I saw my daffodils pushing through the mulch in my flower bed. Although it is the middle of winter, it is a reminder for all of us that winter is always follow by spring. I wrote the following Sonnet to say that this can be true on a personal level as well.

There in the sunshine pushing through cold ground;
Shoots of green daffodils, reaching for light;
Hidden strength revealed // energetic might;
The middle of winter // they can’t stay down!

Cold weather will come; chilling snow will fall.
Flowers still grow in the darkest of days;
As the light returns to shine through the haze;
Green shoots arising standing proud and tall.

It’s important to recall // in darkest night;
When life turns cruel and depression rises;
Deep inside us // we reach up for the light.

Springtime always follow winter’s dark night.
We will rise // and push through with all our might;
Renewing our strength we bask in the light!

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

I have gone back and revised this Sonnet to add to Jilly’s d’verse challenge to use enjambment in our poems. The use of punctuation increased readability and allows the reader to be able to know what the writer intended.

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In Pursuit of Passion

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Authenticity is what we all look for

Whether poetry, music, religion, or friends

Not just words or feelings // but intense passion

That mystical quality of being transported

Into spiritual realms of heightened reality

Thousands turn out, not for the person(s)

But for the charisma // the passing of energy

Creating a lightness of being like no other

The fire in the belly // the anger of the soul

Draws us like a magnet bringing us together

At times intense expressions push us away

Repulses us out of fear or misunderstanding

But in the end // it is passion that drives us

Authentic soul stirring passion is our Heartbeat

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Photo:  From Facebook

Photo 2: Dwight L. Roth

 

Poetry on d’Verse (a Quadrille)

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Like a coffee lover’s dream

Poems of all blends

Streaming in

Words of strong bold flavor

Pain and pleasure detailed

Full of energy // inspiration

Medium blends of flowers,

Birds, sunsets, and shadows,

Mellow blends of moon and stars

Dreams reincarnated

Savored stimulation

Remembered

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Photo: from the d’Verse~Poetry Pub site

Today’s challenge from Victoria is to write a Quadrille (of 44 words) using the word poem in it. Come visit us at d’Verse~Poetry Pub and join the challenge. It is a very inspiring group of writers who share and read together.
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The Beach has Soul

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The Beach has Soul

Went to the beach today only a week into spring

Sunshine a cool breeze and no phone to ring

Drove three hours for a day of fun

 

I asked myself why we go through all this

But for her it‘s worth it a moment of bliss

Sand dunes with beach chairs lugged across

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Better than summer I love this time of year

The waves are gentle the sky is clear

Low temps warm sun less people to deal with

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Families know it’s all about kids

Shovels sandcastles and coolers with lids

Running and squealing with each cold wave

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It is now seven-thirty see the sun’s orange hue

Can’t believe those kids are not turning blue

Three little ones still playing in the icy cold waves

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The ocean’s beauty draws all to its shores

The beach has soul we keep coming back for more

Sunburns and jellyfish riptides and grit

Memories of fun we will never forget

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Photos of Myrtle Beach, SC:  Dwight L. Roth

 

Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

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For every new invention there is a cost. Not in making it, but in what it does to change society, culture, and the world. Electric Power is one of those inventions that is so embedded into the fabric of our life, that day to day life would stop if it should suddenly disappear.  I am very thankful to be alive in this generation. I have seen many great changes since I was born. Color TV, calculators, computers, cell phones, tablets, electric cars, Space Shuttles, rockets,  LED lights, and many more inventions  were invented during my lifetime.  Makes me feel old!! We learn to live with the side effects of all of these.

Cobwebs of the Blue Ridge

Giant spiders of steel haunt the Blue Ridge

And many mountains across the country

Spinning their webs of twisted wire

Across peaks and valleys while stretching endlessly

Glistening in the sunshine like silver threads

Shimmering with dew drops when it rains

Full of power deadly currents of life

Some with twenty-five thousand volts

From dams to cities across the way

Giant colossuses spread their webs

Bringing energy and light to the darkest night

Mountain Spiders’ webs already spun

Woven across the scars on the landscape

Over rocks and hills with a never ending hum

Without them life as we know it would cease

Imagine

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Imagine

Imagine a burning speck of dust

Riding over the highest arc

Of a galactic fireworks

Heading outward cooling yet hot

One of a quadrillion sparks

Lighting up the Milky Way

Shooting toward infinity

Imagine that cooling spark

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Contains trillions

Of smaller pieces of energy

Spinning and floating

Binding and loosing all of this beauty

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While sailing at the speed of light

Imagine that inside those pieces of energy

Trillions more particles bump and grind

So fast that they hold everything together

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Imagine that within that mix

You and I

Are miniscule parts of that one

Moving speck of dust

Now imagine

That controlling all of this action

Is a God

Who loves You and Me

…This is Faith

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth