There is something peaceful. Slightly mournful. Perhaps delicate. Definitely elegant. A little off-putting. Meekly cunning. Ghostly? A tad bit lonely. A look that is becoming. Most of all stunning. A simple silhouette. An image you will never forget. * Monday Poetry Prompt: Silhouette This week let’s write a silhouette poem. The silhouette of someone orContinue reading “Silhouette “
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At this stage
Blood on the page At this stage ~ Seeping from a wound never healed Rivers flowing from a bandaged peeled ~ Drops trail behind me like bread crumbs Leaving limbs numb ~ Can’t you see this How can you miss ~ This can’t be visible only to me From sea to shining see ~ AContinue reading “At this stage”
Is this it
Is this it? As I sit; gazing at the heavens above, I often wonder – is this it? My body is trapped, gravity bound, to the soil beneath me. My mind soars to the stars; the possibilities beyond. Is this it? But here I stay, heavy hearted. Not belonging, gazing at the heavens above. IContinue reading “Is this it”
Hurry up and wait
Hurry up and wait Don’t you dare be late ~ I won’t be there But you sure better be Yeah, I know it ain’t fair That’s just the way it works; you see
Shadow
tall skinny short fat What do you think about all that? ~ left right front back Could it seep out of a crack? ~ up around under over? Forever the joker.
Your world
I’m in your world. Do you care? I know you see me. Do you know what I am? You fell centimeters from my nose. Was that real? A blob? A blur? A piece of fuzz? You’re in my world. Crawling across my desk. So small I barely saw you. Your small white body scurrying somewhere.Continue reading “Your world”
Winter verses Summer
This winter I say, “I just wanted to be warm.”This summer I say, “I just want to be cool.” ~ This winter I say, “give me another layer.” This summer I say, “there’s only so much I’m willin’ to take off.” ~ This winter I say, “the first snow of the season is so prettyContinue reading “Winter verses Summer”
Mesonoxian
Mesonoxian Midnight Ancient Constant ~ Midnight Depth Calm Constant ~ Antiquated Reliable Peaceful Mesonoxian ~ Old Comfortable Unnoticed Midnight ~ Depth Delight Constant Midnight
You’re the problem with the world
“Sticks and stones break one’s bones, but names will never hurt me.” Lies! All lies! Lies we tell ourselves Lies! All lies! I’m fantastic. When everything in my brain is spastic. ~ I’m on top of the world. When all I really want to do is stay in the bed, curled. ~ ‘Put your bigContinue reading “You’re the problem with the world”
Somedays
Some days are harder than others to find the passion that lies in plain sight to rejoice in the blueness of the sky the free songs of nature somedays you can’t see the forest for the trees the honey for the bees or the sea for the fish somedays a gentle reminder is nice thatContinue reading “Somedays”
