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

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

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

autumn

autumn came

just when I was

getting used to

summer’s breeze

she stole my

evergreen view

and turned it to

brown and gold

when I adjusted

to her crisp air

she departed like

a broken whisper

as winter came

with icy blue eyes

and claimed her

throne once again

- Inspired by Poetic Aside Prompt #498 - autumn poem and Twiglet #144: a broken whisper

rumor

rumor has it

that you stole

my heart

when you gave

me the moon

and stars

rumor has it

I’m in love

head over heels

and I must say

this time

they are right

- Inspired by Writer's Digest Poetic Aside Poetry Prompt #493

we speak our own language

we speak our own language

with words, moving hands

and various facial expressions

language is not always verbal

and you have taught me this

that one can speak paragraphs

with little spoken words

magic

your magic kisses

can make the sun rise each day

and deep oceans weep

when you look at me

I swear my heart stops beating

barely catching my breath

I gather the stars

and I place them in your crown

making you my king

as she washed dishes

as she washed dishes

she absentmindedly listened

to the news – always bad –

so she tries to stay focus

on removing leftover crumbs

from dishes and not listen

to the reality of life

once while washing dishes

she let her mind wander

to the thought of him

and his touch – wondering

what went wrong and why

he doesn’t call anymore

no, she told herself

instead listen to the bad news

on the television instead of

allowing her mind to linger

on love gone lost

as she washed dishes

she tried to scrub away

the mundaneness of life away

to reveal its cleanliness

and renewed hope for

something better

Inspired by Writers Digest Poetic Aside Prompt #448

it's four o'clock in the morning

it’s four o’clock

in the morning

and I lie in bed

counting sheep

it’s four o’clock

in the morning

and my mind

will not be at ease

it’s four o’clock

in the morning

and I have lost

time to dream

it’s four o’clock

in the morning

I wish the clock

could fall back in time

- Inspired by Writer's Digest Poetic Aside Prompt #444

heart

I use to wear my heart

on my sleeve

believing cupid’s arrow

would strike my true love

then there was that summer

I laid eyes upon you

and my heart bloomed

with undying love

now my heart is stone

broken too many times

by those who played

by different rules

- Inspired by Writer's Digest Poetic Asides prompt #439

another day of waiting

another day of waiting

to hear if the world

will come crashing down

or will the sun have

mercy on you

another day of waiting

to ponder all the

what-if scenarios

that play in your head

and causes you to lose

much sleep

another day of waiting

for results that have one 
on the edge of their seat 
on bated breath, just
waiting and waiting

supernova

I wanted a love full of passion

that would burst through

milky way skies

a love to last a thousand years

like heavenly stars

love is like the stars

it has it’s alpha and omega

eventually love will burst

like a supernova before

fading to dust

little did I know

little did I know

that there be days

when I would be

ready to jump into

the river – in the

dead of winter

little did I know

how alone I would

feel among the

crowded city streets

thinking life is

passing me by

little did I know

there would be others

who feel the same

who I long to reach out

but spaces between us

forbid such intimacy

- Inspired by Writers Digest Poetic Aside Poetry Prompt #423

forever waiting

forever

was how long it seemed

that I waited for you

to sweep me off my feet

and into that grand 

fairytale castle on the hill

forever

was how long I waited

from sunrises to sunsets

still believing that day

would come when dreams

would become realities

but forever

lasted too long for me

I lost all hope especially

when I removed rose colored

glasses and saw you for

the man you truly were

cologne

it was the aroma of

sandalwood cologne

that pulled me

as he hooked his

claws into my skin

my insides burned

with the thought

of his touch

and I knew then

I was in too deep

but a part of me

did not mind

dancing palms

"Palm Tree" by Anna Langova

Courtesy of all-free-download.com

to a hidden beat

the palm trees swayed side to side

like they were dancing

- Written for International Haiku Poetry Day.  Inspired by WD's Poetic Aside 2017 PAD Challenge Day 17: dance poem

as good as dead

I was as good as dead

when he walked into the room that night

he took the breath out of my lungs

and all good reason escaped my brain

he was the light to my yearning flame

and the guiding star to my doom

Inspired by Writers Digest Poetic Asides Prompt #388

Poem for today is a tricube poem:

“make me love you”

make me love

you again

touch my soul

with your eyes

and smile

like the sun

don’t let go

stay right here

never leave