from across the room

our eyes connected across the room 

the crowd not even in our view 

my eyes browse your handsome face 

for a moment I felt my heart beat again 

as your feet carried you over the throng 

I sipped wine hoping this isn’t a dream

 

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #153:Out of the Meadow's Browse

 

dream bin

she places her dreams

in a bin beside her bed 

so they can be waiting 

for her at bedtime 

chasing away the blues 

and horrors that assault 

her eyes and ears each day

 

 

- Written for Twiglet #280

 

if she could only sleep

she wanted to sleep 

and dream of orange

crush sunsets or 

cerulean blue seas 

 

but only dark shadows 

and ghastly figures

came to mind each time

she closed her eyes

 

insomnia would have 

been a better companion 

than the darkness that 

plagued her nights

 

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille night! Sleepy times

Hershey's kisses

she would find 

Hershey’s kisses

in her Easter basket 

making her smile 

 

later should would

have stashes of 

silver teardrops 

at her work desk 

 

those tiny chocolates 

made tears less 

hurtful with just 

a drop of sugar 

 

in her pocket she 

holds candied kisses 

gifting them out to 

her grandchildren

 

 

- Written for dVerse Bon Appetit Food Poetry

her own rules

she walked to the beat of her own drum 

did everything her mother told her not to do and 

ignored her father’s pleas to stay inside the lines 

she blocked out the static from the crowd 

living out her life under her own rules

 

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille#151