Eye Of The Moon

Eye Of The Moon, originally uploaded by Theresa111.

Eye of The Moon

Oh radiant shining gleam
Magnificent alabastar light
You honor us all
By your presence

I yearn to embrace drink
Your beauty with my eyes
To learn of such secrets
You have seen through ages

Your face partially hidden
Reveals the Eye of The Moon
Impartially dazzling me
To reach and touch splendor

My heart pulled senses reel
Your haunting rhapsody
Drives me into the night
To stare at your golden hue

Written by: Theresa H. Hall

Copyright ©2008

The Wings of The Dragonfly

The Wings of The Dragonfly, originally uploaded by Theresa111

 

 

Visiting Aunt Myna’s home

Down a country lane

I stroll alone

And coming upon

A beautiful rock

I linger

Without thought

Of the clock

 

Sitting with my

Face to the sky

I listen for

The Wings of The Dragonfly

I close my thoughts

From reality

Turning away

From the city

 

My lips

Move to sing

Hoping to bring

This dragonfly

Who soars so high

 

Is he sitting

On petals

Pinning on medals

Showing the flowers praise

Awakening them to raise

Their faces to the sky

Where he flies so high

 

Oh where can he be

Maybe talking to a tree

Or sipping from a stream

Even having a dream

 

He usually doesn’t make me wait

Why is the dragonfly so late

 

Sitting with my

Face to the sky

I can now hear

The Wings of the Dragonfly

(C) 2001 Theresa H. Hall all rights reserved do not copy

I wrote this the summer I turned nineteen.

 

Maladjusted Night…Happened in October 2003

Jazz Cafe Camden Town, originally uploaded by londonconstant.

 

Maladjusted Night

This evening she wanders through rain
Aimlessly seeing the same old same
Restriction holds her close in this life
When all she wants is release
Into the Maladjusted Night

Camden Town was liberating with modification
Not treated in whichever way she longed for
Only twenty-four times five
She broke her bonds to welcome
The Maladjusted Night

Why she does is described as love for her man
No need to be locked away for so long a time
Her voice entreats all who listen to her sing
Of her spirit she traded for a gold wedding ring
She longs for joy to embrace feel right
She wants passionate Maladjusted Night

Maladjusted night
Short hours
Until daylight
Another language
Understood
By those who listen
Those unique few
Driven into
Maladjusted night

Written by: Theresa H. Hall
May 30, 2004

(C) all rights reserved

 

You Lookin’ At Me?

You lookin’ at ME?, originally uploaded by John Carleton.

As in the movie “Finding Nemo,” our little chap looks put out. He is most certainly wearing that classic expression children assume when they don’t get their way.

This photo is one of the many that makes me stop in my tracks. The array of beauty in the watery garden gives me pause and makes me wonder if it just might be more beautiful under the sea than above it.

My poets heart is pulled because I cannot stay here forever to gaze upon your sweet face. A perfect photograph!

Theresa H. Hall July 8, 2007

Photo by: John Carleton

Lighthouse Lady

Fisgard Lighthouse, BC, originally uploaded by hatchski.

Fisgard Lighthouse, BC
Fisgard Lighthouse, BC
Oldest light on the west coast of Canada.

Uploaded 12 Jun 07, 3.34PM EDT by hatchski.

Photograph taken by: Hatchski

Lighthouse Lady

Early morning before sunrise
Down winding stairs that lead up to the sky
She lightly touches the stones on the wall
Throws open the door to the cat she does call

Around and about and up again
Into the kitchen her very dear friend
Preparing breakfast of bread eggs and cheese
She opens the windows for fresh ocean breeze

Footfalls announce her husband and kids
Yawning smiling with heavy eyelids
The kettle is whistling the toaster pops up
Firelight upon the dog and her pups

How happy peaceful and serene it all is
Lighthouse Lady who smiles with bliss
Tonight she’ll bake pies and deep fry fish
Lighthouse Lady who got her wish

>Theresa H. Hall

Copyright ©2002 Theresa H Hall