where my heart lies

at the bottom of the staircase

lies my heart that took the

wrong step, tumbling down

each one collecting bruises

until it reached the bottom

where it waits patiently 

for me to pick it up again

holiday magic

freshly baked cookies
aroma filling up rooms
igniting taste buds

hot chocolate mugs
steam tickling our noses
warming our tummies

warm colorful lights
brighten the cold winter sky
holiday magic

if I ever

if I ever

let go

toss away

memories

we promised

to cherish

until our

undying days

hold my hand

so tightly

help me

remember

our sunrises

instead of

the storms

but if I

still let go

release me

and let it be

glow

she would glow

like the moon

in a clear night sky

her inner flame

brighter than sun’s

rays in summer

despite naysayers

and mobs who
tried to tear her

limb from limb

she held her head

up high, keeping

her eyes on the prize

- Written for dVerse Quadrille - There's a Shine to the Season!

sweet kiss

a sweet kiss

I would be remiss

to dismiss it

as just a fling

when my heart sings

your name into praises

midnight sky

midnight sky

will you undress me

with bedroom eyes

one last time

before sunrise returns

our illicit affair

slips into shadows

where hearts burn

wherever you are

wherever you are, love,

I hope you find me soon

before my heart turns

to snow and ice

take me in your arms,

just like in the movies,

stare into my eyes until

sunsets kiss away tears

let me slumber in your

shadow, until I get lost

in dreams filled with love

and are never-ending

- Inspired by dVerse MTB: O Apostrophe!

the orphans

they tried to lift

the children’s spirits

with candy and toys

but melancholy had

a grip on their hearts

they missed the warmth

of home  and kept

promises of peace

not cold like the road

being shifted from

orphanage to orphanage

without a pause

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #93: Spirited Poems
Although I was blessed to not been an orphan, I can imagine the heartache once must experience when left alone in this world without a parent to guide you.  I dedicate this poem to all the orphans in the world - keep your head up.