when we were young poets

when we were young and carefree

we wrote poems in the sky

watching them float away

like clouds on a summer day

as we grew older we drifted apart

like boats lost at sea after a storm

but I am still here poeming away

- Written for dVerse Quadrille: Poem One for Me

oleander

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he spoke loving words

in Portuguese that made me

weak in the knees

I gladly ran off with him

across golden Sahara skies

and blue Mediterranean seas

I was blind to the lies

he hid behind the moon 

while promising me the stars

oleander now grows in

the place where my heart

once planted its roots

- Posted for dVerse Poets Open Link Night 212.  Inspired by dVerse Poetics with poisonous plants.

handwritten note

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the handwritten letter I sent

you took me awhile to write

I carefully carved every

cursive letter onto paper

making sure I chose

the right words to express

how I felt about you

on bated breath I awaited

a response for many days

but you never wrote back

I guess despite my efforts

you were not impressed

little did I know

little did I know

that there be days

when I would be

ready to jump into

the river – in the

dead of winter

little did I know

how alone I would

feel among the

crowded city streets

thinking life is

passing me by

little did I know

there would be others

who feel the same

who I long to reach out

but spaces between us

forbid such intimacy

- Inspired by Writers Digest Poetic Aside Poetry Prompt #423

what my dad sees

when my dad looks at me

I wonder if he sees the adult woman

or does he still vision the little girl

with bouncy black curls

the young girl with life’s journey

still before her when she did not carry

burdens of adult responsibilities

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #48 "bounce"

when it rains everyday

every day when I wake up

I look outside the window

to see the same clouds above

pouring out silver tears

it has been raining for days

and I can feel the rivers rise

inside threatening to break

through the dams

I try my best to keep

these feelings within

but every day it rains

adding more stress

until I break down flooding

streets with rushing waves

overtaking all in my path

just when the sun returns

winter moon

winter moon

please lure me

into one

lovely dream

help my mind

forget day’s

hardships and

stressful times

let me dance

with the stars

until the

dawn arrives

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like a winter storm

you came into my life

like a winter storm

ice covering my heart

until I became numb

then you left as fast

as you came, leaving

behind baggage as

high as snow drifts

for me to shovel

my way out of 

unlocking the box

the box has been sitting

there for many days just

waiting to be unlocked

I stared at it for hours

wondering about its

contents but too afraid

to take that step

one day I decided to

take the chance

I unlocked the box

with my key in hand

I opened up the lid

and found no treasures

but one single coin

I did not know what

it all meant then

but in time I learned

that small coin would

lead me to greater

treasures than I could

ever dream of

- Happy New Year everyone.  Thank you all who have been following my blog since I began.  I hope you continue to follow, read and find inspiration in this blog throughout 2018.