morning kisses

his brilliant smile
was my morning kiss
his baby blue eyes
deep like oceans
overtake my senses
I get lost in kisses
and vivid daydreams 
the hours slip away
until nightfall arrives

-   This is the last post for 2020.  What a year!  I decided to go with a love poem.  Love is something we all can use more of these days.   Wishing everyone a peaceful and prosperous 2021.

night sky in December

stars light up the sky
winter moon serenades us
new year approaches

fire within

she seeks adventures
across lilac skies
and cobalt seas
she needs to escape
this merry-go-round
that is draining
her slowly inside
airplanes glide
above clouds
igniting within
a bonfire
soon she will be
back on the trail
seeking journeys
to lands beyond
the horizon

live and love

we live and love
a fight each day
we ask time to stay
but she runs instead

exit door

it seems every year
I’m introduced to a new coworker - 

this revolving door is getting dizzy
 
I’m still here after four years
I abide by the rules
keeping me employed
 
yet every chapter has an ending
one day I’ll walk through
that exit door

 

- Written for two prompts:  dVerse Quadrille 117 - The Dude Abides and Poetic Asides Nov 2020 PAD Challenge: Day 30 - exit poem

she loved the stars

she loved the stars
how they twinkle
in the autumn sky
serenading her with
their silver lights
 
what she didn’t love
was how they faded
in the dawn sky
leaving her in silence
under a rising sun

it is possible?

it is possible to see
the end of this storm
that has darkened our skies
 
many hold onto hope
that sunlight will return
to our faces
 
but it seems that black 

clouds keep rolling in
 
I am holding on but 

my grip is slipping

- Written for dVerse Quadrille#116: Poem Those Possibles

our way

this is our way to say
that we are not content
and will we stay silent
we will move mountains
through voices and ballots
we will not fall into darkness
but will bring us back to light

- Written for Poetic Aside 2020 November PAD Challenge: Day 9

when happiness stays

she was told happiness
was something fleeting –
a thing that doesn’t last for
eternity or stick like glue
so she was quite surprised
when she found it in
someone who didn’t meet
all the things on her checklist
yet unexpectedly, she fell in love

- Written for 2 prompts:  dVerse Quadrille: Happiness and Poetic Asides 2020 November PAD Challenge: Day 2 (unexpected poem)

houseguests

lingering spirits glue to these walls
they don’t like us here, in spaces
they once occupied
 
they reach out with cold hands
that go right through, raising voices
which never reach our ears
 
in the dead of night, they take over
the sofas and kitchens, attempting
to reclaim their rightful places
 
when the sun returns, they slink back
to the shadows, watching others
live out the lives they have lost

- A little something for Halloween.   dVerse Open Link Night#277

empty window box

the empty window box

told me someone once 

lived in this house

and planted budding 

flowers in the spring 

but now it sits vacant
leaves filling it's space

left behind to weather 

the seasons all alone 

Written for Twiglets #200- empty window box

magnetic

he stopped me dead in my tracks
maybe it was his charming smile
or magnetic eyes that drew me
out of my cocoon
 
but like many hot affairs
it ended all too soon
leaving me with memories that
keep me warm on lonely nights

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #114 - Poetical Magnetism

cherry red sky

cherry red sky blossoms
as the sun takes her rest
under blankets by firepits
we wait for silver stars
and the ivory moon
to sing us tunes before
sleep lures us into dreams

- Written for Twiglet #198 - cherry red sky

Photo courtesy by pexels.com

October

we stroll in the park
under October sky
leaves of red, brown
and gold blanket the
once green grass
 
we think back to days
when we jumped into
hills of crunchy leaves
those days are now
far behind us, but
we still have autumn

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #113-Blanket Us

Photo by Jill Wellington

Courtesy of pixaby.com

season snippets

we listen to daffodils
spring fertile poetry

a beautiful night
sweet as summer vine
 
between fall breezes
our secrets murmur
 
and watch the moon
bloom in winter

- Inspired by Magnetic Poetry: Online Nature Poem Kit

she dreamed of skylines

she dreamed of skylines
towers that touch the clouds
while others dream of colonial houses
with white picket fences
 
she fantasized about trekking
across the globe as others 

plan for babies and backyard

birthday parties

 
she steps to her own drumbeat
without any regrets

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #112: The Sky's the Limit

Photo by Lukas Kloeppel

Courtesy of Pexels.com

in September we say goodbye

it seems as though you are still summer
despite autumn taking hold
I don’t want to let you go
but time is not waiting
I give you a kiss
the leaves turn brown
days grow short
and nights
long

- Written for dVerse Poetics: 9 across for a count down.

The first line of this poem, "it seems as though you are still summer" comes from the poem "To The Light of September" by W.S. Merlin.  

 

They sleep with the moon

 The day had been long and exhausting.  Mary was now tucking in her children into bed.
 
“Are we going to war now?” the son asked.
 
Mary leaned over and kissed her son on the forehead.  “Everything is going to be okay.  You have not need worry.”
 
“That’s not what Kenny said,” her daughter replied.
 
She turned to her daughter.  “I don’t want neither one of you worrying about this.  All you need to do tonight is closed your eyes and go to sleep,” Mary said, brushing her daughter’s hair to the side.
 
“Yes mommy,” the children replied.
 
Mary turned off the nightlamp as she exited the room.  An hour or so later, she peaked into the bedroom once more.  She saw both of the children sleeping.  
 
“In their dreams they sleep with the moon” she thought to herself. 
 
Mary smiled and closed the door.

- I thought I would try something a bit different today.  A response to dVerse Prosery Monday: Moonbeams and Moon Dreams.   

your smile

your smile an ocean blue sky
heart like porcelain glass
I remember a caramel morning
we danced with champagne stars
you kissed me, soft velvet lips
eating away my darkest dreams
let us linger here for an eternity
of seasons and paint the stars
until the breaking of dawn

summer's end

near summer’s end
I watch sunsets
with more longing
 
soon autumn leaves
will cover grass
air turns chilly
 
before I go
let’s linger here
enjoy summer skies

pizza and cigarettes

sitting outside by the pizzeria at lunch
someone comes up to me to bum a cigarette
sorry I don’t smoke I say, but that’s okay
there are plenty of smokers outside
smoking Newports across from the school
under the illusion we are almost adults

-  Written for dVerse Quadrille#110: Shall we bum around a bit?

in this garden

in this garden
where roses bloom
I await you

in an embrace
we share words
hidden too long

under silver stars
we hold hands
until morning light

- A tiny poem inspired by last week's dVerse Quadrille: How Does Your Garden Grow?

my garden

my dream garden
holds many flowers
in vibrant hues – 
roses, tulips, lilies,
azaleas, violets
it also holds seeds
of hope, love, wealth, 
happiness, peace
each watered by nature’s 
rain or human tears
some bloom, few wither, 
others never take hold
but that is life

- Written for dVerse Quadrille: How Does Your Garden Grow?

sun moon stars

sun kisses our skin

as trees sway in the spring breeze

the flowers approve

I sing to the moon

lullaby under night sky

luring her to sleep

as twinkling stars dance

dark eyes pull me into dreams

time ceases to move

north, south, east, west

under the north star

she guides souls to freedom

cloaked by night’s darkness

in the south of France

they enjoy sipping red wine

under skies of blue

as the east wind blows

the clouds above turn to black

storm makes her approach

along the west coast

we watch colorful sunsets

the moon greets our eyes

- My attempt for dVerse Meeting the Bar prompt: Haiku Sequence

dVerse MTB: Haiku Sequence

charm

charm me with
your enchanting eyes
let me drink in
your gentle smile
 
allow my perfume
to envelope you
my kisses heal
your open wounds
 
promise me
you will stay
I promise you
I won’t go away

directions

I.

the north star

our guiding light

to freedom’s road

II.

down 95 south

driving our way to 

memorable vacations

III.

rising from the east

we watch the sun

bless us with beauty

IV.

I look to the west

trying to hold on

to remaining daylight

I am

I am 

the daffodil

dancing in the breeze

I am

the rain drops

falling from clouds

on gloomy afternoons

I am

the caramel syrup

with whipped cream

topping your iced coffee

giving it its sweet taste

I am

the blue dress

hanging in the closet

waiting for the day

to be picked and 

worn out once again

I am 

the woman looking 

in the rearview mirror

at the young couple

behind her in a loving 

embrace wondering 

her own what-ifs

- Inspired by dVerse MTB: I am, The First Person Narrative 

Although this poem does not necessarily meet the prompt's requirements,  this piece was inspired by the "I am" phrase.

blue

along the sea
under blue skies
we count clouds
floating by us
sun kisses skin
breezes cool us
when sun sets
we take turns
counting the stars
amusing the moon
I only wish
this was real
not a dream
that always end
upon morning

- Written for dVerse Quadrille#107-Blue Monday

where you are

where you are
where I wish
I could be
 
but dark clouds
keeps us separated
on opposite paths
 
upon a time
one could cross
rivers without cares
 
now danger lurks
in the air
waiting to pounce
 
instead we wave
our hellos exchanged
from far away
 
where you are
where I dream
to be eventually

don't cry

tears burn behind brown eyes
how I wish I could release them
let them cascade down my face
like rushing streams from waterfalls
but I was taught to be a big girl
and big girls don’t get too emotional
I hold back tears screaming to be free
instead I let them dry out inside me

dancing in moonlight

dancing in moonlight

our feet step, hips move to beats

we kiss under stars

moon's glow reflects in your eyes

I knew I would fall in love

these stones

my mind drifts back to dreams

where I have the power to overcome

reality always pulls me back in

my soul lingers between light and dark

I try to find the space where I fit

it seems I never have enough time

- Inspired by Marvel Comics' six infinity stones (mind, power, reality, soul, space and time)

soft words

I remember your soft words 
voiced from delicious lips
lingering in the breeze
like a morning perfume
kiss away my nightmares
that bleed into the day
let’s sail on blue oceans
and explore her secrets

bomba

we watch ladies dance with flowing skirts

to the rhythms of bomba drums

in those swaying bodies we get lost in beats

that takes us back home - an enchanting island

where the tropical sun warms our skin,

away from concrete jungles and suburban houses

- Bomba is a traditional dance and musical style of African roots in Puerto Rico.  Today it is seen as an expressions of Afro-Puerto Rican culture.   You may find more information about this dance here.

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #106

the best

I wanted to give you
the best of me
but I wasn’t sure
I was good enough
for you

you wanted to take
the best of your heart
to give to me
but fearful it would
shatter like glass

calming our nerves
I gave you the best
of me and you gave
me your heart

sealing our fates

different directions

you and I

                        two of a kind

once in step

                        now dance different tangos

you and I

                        now drift in

other directions

                        trying to get

to the same place

                        from opposite paths

- Inspired by the poetry line: "We go in different directions down the imperturbable street" - Gwendolyn Brook's An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire.

quarantine

I get lost in the week days

Mondays run into Thursdays

even the weekends have changed

summer sun is peaking out now

I open my door, closed all spring

get back to the normal groove

 

yet I confess this new way

does not seem so bad to me

I don’t miss the rat race at all

slip of tongue

I wanted to be coy

create a mystery

for you to crack

but a slip of my tongue

revealed all secrets

your eyes danced

seductively in moonlight

a slip of tongue between

my cherry chapstick lips

caused me to fall deep

into this liaison

- Written in response to dVerse Quadrille #105

things you learn on social media

you can know someone for years

thinking you know them intimately

one day it only takes a slip of the

tongue to know where their hearts

truly lie, shattering glass walls

built on false words, fogging up

rose colored glasses once held dear

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #105: Cry Havoc and Let Slip the Dogs of War

embrace

your embrace

soft and warm

melted my heart

drove away tears

I discovered love

nest

chirping birds

her morning song

they flew away

leaving her heart

a vacant nest

- Inspired by Twiglet #177 - a vacant nest and dVerse MTB: 5 Line Japanese Poetic Forms

fixed

many have their eyes

fixed on the calendar

wondering when life

will return to normal,

to boring daily routines

many took for granted

I try not to obsess on 

such dates – in reality,

life is always fluid –

you just have to follow

the currents

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #104: Oh, We're in a Fix

I sit

I sit

and wait

the clock

doesn’t move

I’m stuck

In place

just waiting

to move

but time

blocks out

my calls

hope

with hope

I step outside

the box they placed me in

I fly towards clouds, pass moon and stars

I soar

this poem was to be...

this poem

was going to be

about a boy

who stole

my heart away

I couldn’t get

the words

to flow right

making them

pop off the page

instead I write

these short lines

hoping the words

bloom into

something nice

let me praise

let me praise

your dazzling eyes

beautiful smile

gentle touch

 

let me praise

your warm embrace

featherlike kisses

enchanting voice

let me praise

this hypnotic love

wanderlust dreams

peaceful slumbers

- Inspired by Poetic Aside 2020 April PAD Challenge: Day 30.

teach me your ways

will you teach me your ways?

how you spin stars from silver threads

how do you paint the sky so beautiful?

what magic do you use to wipe away tears?

will you teach me your ways? 

or will you hold onto you secrets within

I only that you don’t keep me dangling

I may soon lose my grip and fall down

in isolation

spring should bring warmth

to my skin, flush away blues 

collected on long winter nights

instead I sit in solitude, watching 

way too much television

they say a danger lurks outside,

wanting to grasp my lungs

I sit, waiting for this darkness to flee

- Inspired by 2 prompts: Poetic Aside 2020 April PAD Challenge Day 20 and dVerse Quadrille #102

the last kiss

under cool moonlight

your soft lips caressing mine

making my heart swell

we did not know it would be

the last tender kiss we share

- Written in response to Poetic Aside 2020 April PAD Challenge: Day 16 and dVerse Open Link NIght

purpose

all things have purpose

or that’s what I tell myself

life is all fated

a path we can never change

I like to think otherwise

- Written in response to Poetic Aside 2020 April PAD Challenge: Day 13

close to you

all I wanted was

to be close to you

to stand in your presence

allow you cologne

mingle with my perfume

let us walk among stars

watch sunrises and sunsets

let me cover you

with kisses until the wounds

heal and find love again

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #101: What's Neither Closed nor Cancelled

space between us

our journey road, long

space between us grows vaster

strain to hear your voice

echoing against mountains

carrying soft words of love

- Written in response to Poetic Aside April 2020 PAD Challenge Day 2: space poem and dVerse OpenLinkNight #263

between dreams

between dreams

and gentle

promises

I touch stars

lift the sun

to blue skies

your love song

makes us dance

day and night

tell about this...

what is this magic

you speak of?

these butterflies

that you feel inside

how do stars dance

in the night sky?

tell me about dreams

turning into realities

or about the salve

that heal broken hearts

tell me about this thing

you call love

- Written for dVerse Quadrille#100-Abraccadabra! Where's My Magic Wand?

while lounging on a spring afternoon

I watch the blue sky

lying beneath sun

I listen to the moon

whispering to stars

I taste rain drops

falling from clouds

the perfume of roses

tickle my nose

the warmth of your skin

brushes against mine

wish we could stay here

for all eternity

let the world’s chaos

pass into shadows

circle

round and round

a circle we go

in a dance

waiting to see

who will make

the first move

maybe we should

stop this game

of merry-go-round

before we both

get lost in circles

and miss our call

- Inspired by WD Poetic Aside Poetry Prompt #519

shaken, not stirred

he likes his martinis

shaken not stirred

epitome of cool

he had me before

even saying hello

for fun we teleport

across blue skies to 

exotic places from sandy

beaches to metropolises

it was just a fantasy

but an ordinary girl

can still dream

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #99-Poems Stirred, Not Shaken, my ode to the debonair character known as James Bond.  This is also my 500th post for this blog.  I never thought I get here when I started this poetry blog back in 2016.   Yet here I am. Thanks to all who have read and commented on my posts throughout the months and years.  I thank you all for your continued support.

when the candle burned out

he came to me

in kindness

wanting to ignite

the candle

that went out

I look towards

my palms

searching for

answers to

this request

I turn towards

the rising sun

walking away

from flames

burnt out

porcelain heart

a porcelain heart

sacred as a brilliant star

breakable as glass

believe

peel away my layers

to reveal my beating core

kiss my lips making

me feel alive once more

take my hand leading me out

of darkness into rising suns

let us linger among stars

dreaming about how things

could be if we only believe

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #98 - Peelings, Nothing More...

far-flung star

a far-flung star

you were to me

twinkling in sky

out of my reach

I gave you the moon

to ensnare your heart

gladly given more

to be your star

instead you stayed

just a mere fantasy

and never to return

my kisses and pleas

- Inspired by Poetic Aside Poetry Prompt#516-star poem and posted for dVerse OLN

between two heartbeats

between two heartbeats

I hold in my breath

waiting for cards to fall

with each passing second

anxiety builds like a storm

waiting to breakout

between two heartbeats

time comes to a standstill

I momentarily lose myself

when the heartbeat returns

life comes crashing back

worries now lost in waves

what am I to you?

am I just a rose

in your garden

to be picked

when my petals

turn dark?

you are the sun

in my blue sky

the light that

warms my skin

and dry my tears

some days

some days fill me

with dread –

mountains of papers

at work

some days fill me

with nostalgia –

lazy Sunday under

a warm sun

some days fill me

with hope –

a text message

confirming a date

but some days

just leave me

empty and drained

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #97-=Filling the Page

lady

brown and white

long floppy ears

with short legs

a hunting dog

you were to be

you became

a pet to me

feeding you

taking walks

in the evenings

then you were

gone into the

forest’s mist

an ending to

my pet days

- Posted for dVerse Open Link Night#259

love was for children

love was for children she told me

I wanted to believe each word

but my heart wouldn’t let me see

love was for children she told me

although my brain fully agreed

what I felt caused boundaries to blur

love was for children she told me

I wanted to believe each word

as we fell

as we fell

into dreams

I knew then

this affair

would be my

undoing

still I took

the leap with

open eyes