She walks pass them all

                                                                                              Author: JLC PHOTOS

Image: Walking with Dignity (here)

Drifting thoughts not getting anywhere
To times long past to times laid bare
They have the wisdom and had her praised
Her image so clear they are just amazed

And yet for all that they feel so right
Believing their eyes they had it made
Singing high praises to a lovely maid
Basking in that special moment's limelight

She sits silently not saying a word,
Then gets up walks away not bothered

Suspicious darting eyes slowly follow
A little unruly but she let them be
Slowly and surely without even a nod
She walks pass them all with dignity

Contending in a world of your own

You are happy they leave you alone
You decide then just regard them as stones

Leave ’em burning and then you’re gone

Lillian at d'Verse Poetics

A Crowning Glory

                                                                                                          Author: Hubie Fix

Image: Smiling Even in Her Sleep (here)

Every first born daughter looks like 

the female version of her dad - Wiki

Clattering of sounds 

Scissors, stainless steel containers

A shrill cry

Shuffles of feet

Movements of nurses

A slap on the butt

Hearing it then for the first time

What an accomplishment!

For my loving wife, Shadah

A crowning glory

My first-born, Adura a gift

(44 words)

De at d'Verse Quadrille#141 - crown

Nonchalantly in their own world

                                                                                                            Author: anon

Image: People Sitting in the Subway (here)

People sitting in the Subway
No different Subway, Metro  or Underground

Nonchalantly in their own world

'Please leave me be' a picture of relief

Able to steal a moment of silence

A shuteye for most of them

Tiredness impacting on tired souls

The best place to be having a rest

The more alert brushing through the daily

Irrespective of the news just reading

Others holding onto the strap

Staring in mid-air or at someone

With a stern face or unwittingly smiling

No matter what on their minds

until the next stop

A sudden opening a mad rush

Pandemonium a split second

Going out or rushing in

And it was all over just as fast

Same scenario everyday of the week

Looking at the same face

Meeting the same people at each stop

Getting down together

Still not knowing each other

Happy to act and remain - complete strangers!

Period! Life is such. 

Carrie at Sunday Muse#188

So much to catch up on!

                                                                                                               Author: beth

Image: Tears Flowed Freely (here)

I was in a hurry. I would be late for the appointment. Briskly 

walking along the block not hurrying, not wanting to be sweaty 

upon arrival, I should be there in 15 minutes so I reasoned

I took a turn around the block and, lo and behold, there she was
facing me. We were pleasantly surprised, taken aback in fact.

We stood still quietly looking at each other. 

Then simultaneously we both lurched forward involuntarily and
hugged each other tightly just as it had been decades ago. The
utter shock of a chance meeting again was overwhelming. And 

she was just as sweet and beautiful as before.

So much to catch up on -  how thankful I felt

The appointment could wait!

Stolen my heart once

Tears flowed freely unexplained

Small things meant a lot

Frank's at d'Verse's Haibun Monday - thankful

bidding its time tenaciously

                                                                               Author: meagain 625

Image: An Old Door (here) 

waiting close to five years

the key is rightly in place

for the living souls amid fears

of not returning those many days

against vagaries of the weather

pounding days and nights mercilessly

snow piling thick for a metre

rain sleet hail almost daily

it stood its ground relentlessly 

with strength not wanting to take sides

bidding its time tenaciously

a silly quarrel sustained on account of pride

Carrie's at Sunday Muse#187 - a photo challenge

The Joy of a Mother’s Pride

                                                                                            Author: Carin Araujo

Image: Beautiful baby (here)

it’s all about face

an image so sacred

in physical looks

no two persons resemble another

how so unique

colours enhanced variety

the fairness makes it different

exquisite and beautifully structured

wonder of nature

Providence has a hand

The joy of a mother’s pride

(44 words)

Linda's at d'Verse Quadrille#140

- let's go to the fair

Don't give me sight without vision

                                                                                             Author: Wolfgang Wander

Image:  A Nice to Look at Sparrow (here)

How I dream of love at first sight
Don't give me sight without vision

How I dream of a fair hearing
Not rumour-mongering that cause dissensions

How I dream of peace not sufferings and destruction
If only the perpetrators taste their own medicine

How I dream of the sweet smell of success
Not ostensibly friends that stab you in the back

How I dream of the touch of class
Where all are winners in contention

Mindful though as a given

How I dread of being a modern day dinosaur

With big body mass but 'littlest' brains

But most of all not to dream like a bird

Lest being referred to as bird-brained

Sanaa at d'Verse OLN Live - november edition

Set to while away some sorrows

                                                                                                         Author:  anon

Image: Soft to Touch (here)

An evening out for some fun
Through the various watering holes
Outfits often full of the young ones
Set to while away some sorrows

Through with sleeping at any rate
Grand moments shared among peers
Dismissed from the minds woes of late
Strains of music soothing to the ears

Pondered around for some familiar faces
Meeting penetrating gaze of the other
Garbed in suits quiet in subdued solace

Of subdued souls hiding in one corner

Untouched round for one untried bloke

For another who broke his glass trying

One too many abound for some folks

To each his own those out for a fling

Carrie's at The Sunday Muse #185

to never ever trust a stranger

                                                                                                      Author: Fischer.H

Image: Strange Bedfellows

can be Risky  (here)

A Trinet, a form with these specifications:
Line 1 – 2 words
Line 2 – 2 words
Line 3 – 6 words
Line 4 – 6 words
Line 5 – 2 words
Line 6 – 2 words

Line 7 – 2 words

trudging alone

sitting duck

to never ever trust a stranger

play safe trusting one's own wits

not worrying

better choice

no regrets

weejars at MLMM's Lucky Dip

it flew past others

                                                                                         Author: Peachyeung316

Image: A Gleaming Danger (here)

it flew past others
careened at the corner

a few cars behind
jammed the brakes

surely some had cursed
‘he will be a statistics
only pray for him’

hopes of change 

in behavior bodes well

defensive driving
for peace-loving  citizens

is the right answer

(44 words)

Lillian's Quadrille at d'Verse

- to include the word 'careen'