Poem for the day:

“the mountain climber”

as a child they assured me

I could climb higher than

any mountain peaks

but the task seem more daunting

as I climbed higher and higher

yet my resolve never wavered

I found strength in every

summit I reached

at the top of the mountain

I stared into far off horizons

finding more mountains to climb

- Written for dVerse poetry prompt: Poetics: Summit in sight

Tiny Poem for the evening:

“we climbed mountain peaks”

we climbed mountain peaks

high and low

in search of treasures

that was right before our eyes

- Written for dVerse poetry prompt Poetics: Summit in sight

Poem for today - another Octain Refrain attempt with a little variation at the end:

“the way things were”

I wish things could be as they were

before everything fell apart

back to when you still held my heart

to go back before the lines blurred

dreams went astray and lost their way

bad things that should have not occurred

can we just forget and restart

and wish things back to where they were

Poem for today:  Octain Refrain

Here's my first ever attempt an Octain Refrain poem:

“returning soldier”

the ghosts of the dead haunt him still

plaguing his mind with such nightmares

in his dreams, all they do is stare

the doctors try to help with pills

yet every night, they come with fright

and slowly they break down his will

he wants to live without such cares

but ghosts of the dead haunt him still

- Written for Octain Refrain - dVerse Meeting the Bar prompt

Poem for today:

“no longer coordinated”

once upon a time

I used to coordinate my life

to precision with nothing

left out of balance

that was until you came

and threw all my plans

up into the wind

and I never looked back

A poem for a Wednesday evening:

“gossipmongers”

she could hear them

whispering behind her

a gaggle of geese

telling second and third

hand tales, not knowing

what was true or false

she kept her head up high

with a smile on her face

she would never give

those gossipmongers

standing by the doorway

a hint of satisfaction 

- Written for dVerse poetry prompt: Poetry is for the Birds

Poem for the day - a tricube poem:

“a forsaken feeling”

his fingers

lingered a

bit too long

on her hands

as she wept

lust seeping

in his heart

the was claimed

already

Poem for the day - a triolet:

“Lingering heart strings”

her mind says to just let go

but the heart wishes to stay

though his betrayal was a blow

her mind says to just let go

and when he pleads just say no

but the heart still gets its way

her mind says to just let go

but the heart wishes to stay

Written for Writer's Digest Poetic Asides Poetry Prompt 345 "lingering poem"

Poem for today:

“devoured”

you devoured

every heart I grew

and naively gave to you

I thought every time

it would be different

but I only found

indifference in you

I was too blind to see

you would never change

for yourself or me

I was just a thing

kept on the shelf

to gab when nothing else

would satisfy your ego

leaving you fat and stuffed

while I have only crumbs

of my soul left scattered

on the bottom of a glass jar

Poem for the day:

“honeymoon”

when the honeymoon is over

will you still love me as I am

or will you nitpick at every

flaw you once called beautiful

when the honeymoon is over

will you still stare at me

or will my smile now blind you

forcing you to shield your eyes

when the honeymoon is over

will you want me to stay

or will you ask me to leave

so you can get your beauty sleep

these are the things I ponder

while the sun rises over horizons

I lay beside you wondering

if the phase has come to an end 

Poem for the day:

"one kiss"

just one kiss

was all it

took for us

to jump off

jagged cliffs

not thinking

our actions

will affect

all our lives

but that kiss

made us lose

all reason

and blindly

we fell down

rabbit holes

with regrets

I now try

to piece parts

back in place

and return

to old days

when the world

still made sense

but I should

have thought it

through before

I kissed you

Poem for today - another tricube poem

“losing hope”

I want to

believe in

the good of

man but then

the ugly

side comes out

and my heart

begins to

lose all hope