Thursday, January 31, 2019

to love, to lose


I was the anchor and you were the sea
somehow love blossomed between you and me
kept each other from drowning in sadness
if only this life could be so carefree

in early times we chased the sun and moon
wrote love songs to the stars that made them swoon
but other things hovered in shadows deep
we soon found ourselves lost in the monsoon

my anchor not strong enough to hold you
I watched you drift away into sea’s blues
in daydreams I meet you under moonlight
where we share kisses, sweet as morning dew


 - Tried my hand at the rubaiyat poem.  I think I did okay. LOL.  Check out others on dVerse Poetry Forms-The Rubaiyat

                         

Monday, January 28, 2019

we once chased dragons

last night was a difficult night
I found your shirt in the closet
that was steeped in your scent
I inhaled that woodsy cologne
as tears filled my eyes
I remembered how we once
chased dragons across mountains
until the moon took you away

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #72: steep

Thursday, January 24, 2019

note


he left her a note
with words too harsh to speak of
they still stung them both



Monday, January 21, 2019

please stop talking


it seems she would not stop talking
rambling on and on as the clock’s
hands passed five o’clock
doesn’t she know it’s time for me
to leave this hellish cubicle?
I have spent eight hours here
defusing every bomb that came
and my mind is a decimated war field
I closed my eyes as her words flowed
in and out of my ringing ears
as I so professionally try to get her
to stop talking so I can go home



Thursday, January 17, 2019

boxed memories

she sorted through many trinkets
and boxes full of memories –
the prom dress that once fit
but now tight in the hips
the lovely wedding invitations
that are no longer a crisp beige
they have changed hues,
like her marriage, yet she keeps
them boxed for safe keeping
not wanting to forget
the happiness of yesterday


- Inspired by Twiglet #109 - crisp beige

Monday, January 14, 2019

changes


the sky changes colors often
depending on approaching weather
some people alter their hues
like chameleons in nature
but there are things and people
who never shift like ocean waves
staying locked in their place
as unmovable mountain peaks
for good and for bad


Thursday, January 10, 2019

and then there was you


I had kissed many frogs
danced with a few playboys
and charmed by romantics
eventually I resolved
to spend my years alone

and then there was you
who with magical kisses
danced into my heart
and charmed my soul
into loving once more

so I no longer dream
of those playboys, wonder
what happen to the frogs
or the romantics who
always faded away

for I now have you
and in this heart
there will only be you

Monday, January 7, 2019

a letter from the ghost in the bedroom

I want to apologize for
those noises you hear
in the dead of night
and the cold spots in
the bedroom that
wakes you up

I never meant to cause
you any fear, to make
you want to sleep with
the lights on, which hurt
my eyes by the way

I only wanted to connect
to let you know I am here
even though I am not sure
how I got to this place

but please know I mean
no harm, I will just be
looking over you,
chasing those pesky
nightmares away

Thursday, January 3, 2019

first and last

the first kiss
is always the
sweetest
the first time
is filled with too
many emotions
to put into words

the last kiss
always leave
a bitter taste
the last time
ends too soon
leaving behind
a longing hunger