The minstrels dream
Is a wonderful thing,
His moon shines so light
On the nightingales wing,
His sky is chased silver
And sun ribboned lace,
As the morning bathes bright
On his wonder filled face.


The minstrels heart
Holds a wonderful dance,
Like the depths of a stream
Or the birth of romance,
His rhyme is his reason
To sing... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (backstreetdreamer) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1116 Sat, 29 Dec 2007 18:13:27 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1119/t/Sleep-Babe-By-Hyprods.html Sleep babe.
The moon is full,
the brightness a flashlight
keeping watch over all to keep
them safe.

Beautiful Carol

]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1119 Sat, 29 Dec 2007 10:58:50 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1118/t/Faery-Child-4-Part-III-by-trinimade-and-Willowdown.html

A Close Call - Part III

Came an awful sound of screeching,
Lethal talons grabbing, reaching,
The snail near fell out of the tree,
His first instinct was one to flee;
But... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (trinimade) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1118 Sat, 29 Dec 2007 02:07:37 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1120/t/Dyd-you-come-down-to-Earth-By-Willowdown.html whilst I sat in my room and fretted about tiny inconsequential things that no longer matter to me?
Did you walk upon some dusty path besides a silvery sunlit stream and pause to admire the small, star-shaped flowers that grew on its banks,
the trailing weeds of river-hair hiding little darting fish,
the delicate ballet of a transparent water-spider dancing upon the surface,
the whorls and currents of tiny luminous bubbles constantly moving and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1120 Fri, 28 Dec 2007 10:14:48 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1115/t/Alley-Cat.html

picture by marie

feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1115 Fri, 28 Dec 2007 09:26:36 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1121/t/On-Time-And-Bottles-By-Smzang.html see through, a fish bowl,
the don'ts the deeds,
the anxieties.

It is less than a landscape
but more
than a still life,

An artist
with a fine brush,
you build your days
with balance.

A bit of sun, a bit of rain,
Some would say a bit strong
on melancholy.

They say, "Water it down"
I say, "Let it shine"
That full moon
once in a blue

when stars fall
like sleet,
sparking your eyes with... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1121 Fri, 28 Dec 2007 06:23:40 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1122/t/New-Year-s-Snapshots-By-Maryann-Harrison.html
Two thousand and eight holds
its empty frame up, previous
year still flashes in our faces.
Its difficult to think ahead
the timing has not focused in yet.
Or imagine the daily shutter of things.
What elements
may flick across our view?
Perhaps a mix of color,
some black and white takes.
Will we swoon or laugh at the snapshots.
Viewers must perceive without
why or wherefore.
Whatever develops is full exposure for us.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1122 Fri, 28 Dec 2007 05:57:35 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1126/t/Moonglow-By-Gawell.html you can dance this way
we can live a lifetime
in just one day

we were waiting around
for time to begin
waiting on the outside
then the sun started to shine
and the moon glowed
moon did show, moon did know
moonglow

the earth brought us along
all the way home
brought us to the inside
that's how we arrive
and we came alive
inside of you, inside of me
we're in

we declared our freedom
with our first... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1126 Thu, 27 Dec 2007 10:05:21 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1127/t/Corners-By-Backstreetdreamer.html Theres a corner of a page
That I turned over when you came,
And the book is still unfinished
Things have never been the same,
Each chapter is a newborn sun
Thats written in the sky,
And every picture tells a tale
Of where, and when and why.


Theres a corner of my heart
That holds the keepsake of a dream,
When we sat before the evening
By a softly whispered stream,
Such a sense of gentle Summer
Wandered slowly by our feet,
As the song... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1127 Thu, 27 Dec 2007 09:51:11 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1124/t/Balance-.html the gods of evening come to me with songs of perfumed paradises
but morning finds me in the house of hill mists and thin air.

Last night I lit a votive lamp and burned an incense stick before the shrine of my hearts hopes and bowed my head three times
but with the morning sun, alas,
last evenings altar gives no sign cept dust and frosty rime.

O fickle gods that throng the heart... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Willowdown) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1124 Wed, 26 Dec 2007 22:05:04 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1123/t/Faery-Child-4-Part-I-by-Willowdown-and-trinimade.html A Close Call Part I



One day Faery Child was babysitting her little nephew Zanthus,
amusing him with a brightly-coloured abacus.
"Yant Zara," little Zanthus protested... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (trinimade) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1123 Wed, 26 Dec 2007 14:23:17 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1125/t/Grow-up-to-be-true-.html hold fast to goodness with the power of the sun.
The blue sky is your father
the green earth is your mother
all its creatures your brothers and sisters
although greater power still
dwells within your own heart
which existed even before the earth was born
from emptiness, fire and Gods desire.
You have come here to perfect your knowledge of love
and to gaze in wonder upon the handiwork of the Creator.
There is a star in your... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Willowdown) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1125 Tue, 25 Dec 2007 22:26:45 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1130/t/Upon-A-Silent-Night.html





]]> feeds@yuku.com (Alaura dus) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1130 Tue, 25 Dec 2007 00:52:15 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1133/t/BoardFlak-The-Room.html Living Room Noel

Lighting in the room is muted;
Fuzzy multicolored echoes
surround the fir in the corner.

Ornaments and tinsel garlands
reflect their neighboring starpoints;
rainbow chorus of Peace on Earth.

A single electric candle
illumines each hand-frosted window,
and wreaths adorn the upper panes.

Beneath the tree's spread of branches
a tiny village is nestled;
the N-gauge... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Jean Lewis) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1133 Mon, 24 Dec 2007 07:19:49 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1132/t/faery-Child-3-Part-III-by-Willowdown-and-trinimade.html Faery Child Goes Courting Part III



Zara told him Wait a minute
Youll see what our babes are like,
He is such a precious bundle
A magical little tyke.
He thought If I want to... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (trinimade) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1132 Mon, 24 Dec 2007 03:59:18 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1131/t/Circle-of-Peace.html O, wreath on the door,
remind us once more of the
circle of peace we strive for.

O, wreath on the door,
we recall times shared with all.
Keepers of kindnesses... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (jantanleo) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1131 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 23:32:18 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1129/t/Peter-Polecat-.html with his famous talking toe
- no need here for tongues or lips
he just wiggles and shakes his hips!
Elvis is his middle name
O that Peter has no shame
but despite his talking toe
still his life is full of woe
for, alas, there's something missing
- the osculatory art of kissing!
All the lady Polecats shriek
when poor Peter shows his feet
no matter what his toe might say
the maiden polecats faint away.
That toes fair poesy is... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Willowdown) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1129 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 22:22:38 GMT http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1134/t/West-Virginia-Poet-By-Smzang.html he said,
clutching a sheaf of poetry
as he brushed back a lock of hair,
revealing eyes stormy
with defiance, glaring
and daring you not to see
his perfect shade of orange.

I'll start with the L's
he said
from behind a beard
that hides superficial scars
and ones hidden deep inside.

He started with the L's,
I watched his bride of twenty years
as tears filled her eyes
when he read of strawberries
and negligees of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (cusick) http://thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/topic/1134 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 17:19:53 GMT