done with dreams

she thought she was a

lost cause when it came

to love – done with dreams

of knights in shining armor,

princes with glass slippers

until he walked into the room

Wishing you all a great and prosperous New Year.  See you in 2018.

with both feet

it is now or never

I’m not getting younger

I see the sun beginning

it’s descent into horizons

with both feet I jump

off the edge of the cliffs

determine to soar not fall

winter

the winter solstice had came

and the sun slipped into horizons

before we got to say goodbye

I waited for you to come back

still shadows my only company

as countless snowflakes fell

my heart a block of ice

that would not thaw until

you returned in Spring

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like stars

you and I

were once close

but now have

grown far apart

and like stars

we twinkle in

midnight skies

appearing close

and yet too

far to touch

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coins in his pocket

the line was long

slinking down the aisle

but no one had more

than five items in hand

the coins in his pocket

felt heavy as he stood

but not as heavy as

the perfume of the girl

in front of him that

lingered under his nose

it reminded him of that

vacation to Hawaii when

they were both happy

no – he would not let

his mind wander there

so he played with the coins

in his pocket to remember

that he was in New Jersey

in the dead of winter

and not that warm paradise 

that continued to haunt him

we became stars

we met on a lazy summer day

connected like a lost key

finding its lock

you definitely unlocked something

within me

we told ourselves not to get

too serious too soon

a casual affair is what we both sought

no drama, smooth like a

saxophone playing a jazz tune

yet somehow we became more

than just friends

I suppose the heart never stops

seeking or beating even when

broken

now we transport across night skies

like shooting stars

I no longer try to see past far off

horizons

I will see what’s beyond them once

I get there

lady winter

I feel her coming

like a pending storm

I sense cold hands are

about to touch my skin

the sky will turn dark

ice will form over my heart

winter will take me into

her embrace, placing

a kiss upon my lips

forcing me to close

my eyes until Spring

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opposite seasons

there are those who love

the winter season –

the ice chill in the air

and the crunch of snow

beneath their feet

however there are others

like me who prefer

warmer seasons of

tropical breezes through

one’s hair and warm sands

between the toes

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #46 - "crunch"