Filigree
Everyone needs A starting point A dream To spin and weave; Where ideas Become reality As inspired filigree Photo by A.J. Collette
Category: Poetry
…Pause…
May we all …Pause… And quietly reflect On what’s important Our triumphs and regrets Shall we all …Pause… And open our hearts Able to forgive Each other’s faults Can’t we all …Pause… Be quiet in the noise Knowing freedom for some Isn’t even a choice Let us all …Pause… And take a deep breath Exhaling… Read More …Pause…
Two
Two Is so much better than one; Able to share Makes it twice the fun. Side by side With no regrets; Quick to forgive And ready to forget. Partners in crime Through the adventurous times; A shoulder to lean on Just when each needs one. A team for life Together they’ll become; Two Is so much… Read More Two
Trick or Treat
When the sun has set Your fate you’ll have met As careful hands hone An expression all your own; Newly carved Your true face takes shape As the light escapes From your hollowed-out space; Peering back at me What will I see? A trick or a treat… Something sweet or scary?
Dare
Dare to be heard Over the deafening blame Dare to be different Turning frowns upside down Dare to be peace In a time of despair Dare to be you Remaining humble and true Dare to care About what others go through Dare to dream For a better world to esteem Dare to change When others… Read More Dare
Gentle Giant
A giant Looks down to see Just who is Looking up at he; Reaching low With a velvet nose Soft and dainty He leans in close; With kind eyes He thanks me For seeing him For all he be; A gentle giant Strong and wise Teaching me to see With more than my eyes
Fade
Covered by fallen leaves And orange pine needles Once green; Acorns on the ground Become lost treasures To be found; By squirrels Who prepare For autumn’s sundown; When a pointed finger Issues an icy demand, “Colors, fade. You must follow Winter’s plan.”
Autumn
Framed by darkness Illuminated by light A mixed composition Is the cycle of life; Seasons of change Some welcomed…some not All have a purpose Lest we forgot; Even the rainy days That block out the sun Help ignite the color In the next autumn to come.
BURIED
BURIED Where history speaks Of misery For the untimely deceased For the young and old Who lost their lives: To famine; disease; Hysteria; witch trials; Their fate On headstones marked By date and type Of earthly fraught From a troubling time In our history books Remembered by Monuments and tourist nooks In Salem Secrets, truth… Read More BURIED
Borrowed Time
Each day breaks Different than the last As the sun rises From its rays, shadows are cast; Across the land And the face of me and you Allowing us to see Each other’s point of view; Sitting side-by-side United together All living on borrowed time Thankful for tomorrow.
Jessica M. Collette 
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