New horizons,
broken cycles
Forward,
not back
Old pathways,
given the sack,
a chance to recycle,
what was broken,
and cracked
Your not a tree,
so move from that


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Seashells
The whispers,
as clear as,
salt water crystals,
echoing sounds
Murmurs of the sea,
whispers come ride,
the waves with me
Ambient noise surrounds
Reverberation,
and, acoustic amplification
Ocean sounds,
breaking waves,
calm after the storm
Smooth whispers,
serene blissness

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Love should never hurt,
when love is real,
spoken words only heal,
not turning you inside,
to a liquid nitrogen feel
Some people may never,
understand how they made,
another feel
Just a few simple words,
made the pain so real
Her eyes filled with tear drops,
running like a stream,
but knowing eventually,
abundant love prevails,
full steam,
through love challenges,
as love, and light,
never fails,
to be seen

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Fireflies danced at night
Reminding us of our internal,
character, and light
Listening to our hearts,
awakening truth so bright,
leaving, hope,
and, guidance with,
inspiration in sight
Dance fireflies spread,
your light
Glowing between the trees,
a canopy of red, yellow
and, green,
communication,
in flashing beetles,
is seen

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Children played,
in the woodland today
Acorns spread across the ground
Treeshouses lots to be found
Crunching of the leaves,
provided a blanket to support feet,
but be careful of the mushrooms,
proper foraging retreats
This unexplored woodland,
could provide lots to eat,
expert knowledge,
must touch the cooking ***,
in order to enjoy the delights,
that the woodland has got
So let's continue to explore,
and, play,
finding those treehouses,
with arched doors,
that will provide,
Imaginary play
Then sit on tree stumps,
on the ground,
while eating packed lunches,
listening to the sounds

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

It was that way
Walking with,
footprints,
leading the way,
knowing these,
footprints were,
moving in the,
right directional way,
trusting those guiding,
the day
Then visioned
latent print,
confirmed,
braided rope,
not made,
of jute twine,
neither bespoke
Instead a strength,
of braid,
that surpassed
and, stretched,
thicker than any,
secondary sway flex,
durable and,
strong construction,
reduced the stretch
Showing palms,
and hands,
victorious with,
no marks left
Crystal clear,
footprints that
glistened,
someone surely,
listened

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney

Knights Templar
Disbanded,
or in full force,
perhaps no explanation,
needed for this course
Just understanding
of the force
Bloodline requirement,
fully coarsed
Hierarchical system,
without remorse

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney