I think of you, still

I thought about you

just the other day

despite how much time has

passed since our sad ending

I am sure the sun

still warms your tan skin

that southern Florida

weather never changes

I know I have changed

I’m sure you have too

do you still think of me

when you get lonely too?

I haven’t found one

who makes me feel love

as deep as you once did –

perhaps I never will

I can’t keep chasing

after wistful ghosts

or wait for a sailed ship

fated to not return

but I think of you, still

troll

it never fails

every day I see

a social media post

by a troll saying

something to get

people fired up

but I don’t let

such things get

under my skin

so if you must

say what you want

but it won’t faze me

- Written for dVerse Quadrille: Troll

ode to big mama

mama said

what she said

straight no chaser

no thought about

hurt feelings

mama did

the best she could

with what she had

which was mostly

very little

what mama said

stayed with us

even when we

colored outside

the lines

even now

after mama is gone

we still remember

all the words

mama said

- Inspired by Twiglet #118 - mama said

changing of seasons

winter's grip was fierce

roses went through pains

to break through the soil

but spring would not be

denied her time to shine

as winter’s hand slipped

from my cold fingers

spring took her hold

irreplaceable

I once dreamed I kissed

the stars and caressed the moon

as if they were you

but they were not you

no one could match your magic

despite the efforts

so I closed my eyes

pretending you were still here

and not just a dream

spikes

eggnog at Christmas

tasted better when

spiked with Rum

to underage lips

along railroad tracks

boys collected spikes

as if they were gold

an electrical storm

caused a power spike

leading to disaster

we watched Spike

kiss Buffy, but

honestly we were

Angel/Buffy shippers


- Written for dVerse Quadrille #75: Spike up a Poem

no longer silent

there was a time

we were told to be silent

to not speak of dark truths

for if they came to light

it would ruin us all

but once we seized

back our tongues

we shouted loudly

the damn broke free

much to the chagrin

of the silent ones

now it’s a time

to speak our truths

let them soar high

revel in the light

for we’ll no longer

wallow in pain’s darkness

for the comfort of others

kaleidoscope lenses

I saw him through kaleidoscope lenses

a chameleon who charmed my heart

but then the quirks got under my skin

I began to desire stability over uncertainty

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