Showing posts with label dVerse Poetics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dVerse Poetics. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 19, 2026

once in a lifetime

once in a lifetime,
or perhaps twice,
you will see a face
that will stop you
in your tracks

your heart will flutter
drawing up a symphony 
of daydreams filled 
with a perfect love

until your mind brings
you back from the clouds,
and see that fleeting star 
a bit more clearly


Tuesday, August 4, 2026

painted lady cafe

inside the Painted Lady Café
we sip coffee while a man nearby
devours a stack of pancakes

outside the sky is a Miami blue
on this August late morning
before we continue our journey

we leave a tip for the waitress
on the green marble table
to enjoy these last summer days
 

I used the butterfly names: painted lady, miami blue and green marble.

Tuesday, July 14, 2026

at night

at night she walks the streets 
listening to the stars
a man nearby puffs on his pipe
a couple walks arm in arm
she can hear the footsteps
behind her in search of easy prey
the poor soul doesn’t know
this lady has bite

- Written in quadrille form for dVerse Poetics: My God, It's Full of Stars.  I also threw in yesterday's Quadrille #251 prompt using the word "puff' in a poem. 


Tuesday, May 26, 2026

let them

let them say what they want to say
let them believe their words hold power
let them build pretty boxes to sort us
let them try to rule the moon and stars
let them think they have the last laugh

let me speak the words inside my heart
let me follow the road less taken
let me break free from those pretty boxes
let me chase after the moon and stars
let me write the ending to my own story


Tuesday, April 14, 2026

where does love go?

where love goes
when its kiss
grows ice cold

does it sink
like ghost ships
lost at sea

or sleeps in
hearts until
it awakens


Tuesday, March 31, 2026

false spring

she fell in love with his smile
he was enamored with her eyes
they both held on to hope that
love this time will stick around

but slowly things fell apart
he stopped coming around
she fell into bitterness
their hope withering like 
a blooming rose covered in snow

perhaps they fell in love too soon
maybe they should have waited
for their connection to fully bloom
before taking the deep plunge


Tuesday, February 17, 2026

love eternal

things that told her he loved her –
he greets her with coffee each morning
he brings her flowers without reason
he holds her hand on the bad days
dances with her on the good days

things that told him he loved her –
she makes his favorite dessert on holidays
she watches sports she doesn’t understand
she cheers him on when he seizes the prize
lends a shoulder when he needs to cry

when the sunrise she smiles
knowing his heart will always be hers
when the sunsets he smiles
knowing she will be his rock for eternal


Tuesday, February 3, 2026

enchanting eyes

enchanting eyes
caught mine
they shimmered like moonlight in winter
I fell in love too quickly
hearts split
love faded
not memories



- Written for dVerse Poetics: The Smile in a Simile.  The poem is written in trinet poetry form that I'm experimenting with.  Find out more about this form here at Writer's Digest

Wednesday, January 21, 2026

sevenling: snow

as a child snow meant
no school, making a snowman
and hot chocolate drinks

as an adult snow means
slow drivers, shoveling sidewalks
and interrupted schedules

but fresh snow’s beauty never fades


- Written for dVerse Poetics: New Year Snow.  First of two posts today from different prompts. 

Tuesday, December 9, 2025

gathering

I want to gather
the warm memories
scattered across grass

let me bind them
into photo albums
to remember these days

let us watch another 
sunset before darkness 
burst the seams


- Written for dVerse Poetics: Come Sew With Me.  I used the terms "gather" and "seams".  I also borrowed "bind" from "binding".

Tuesday, November 25, 2025

a love story

one glance was all it took 
two hearts to beat together
three nights we spent in paradise 
four months this love became gold
five years passed us by quickly
six weeks we saw the sky fall
seven hours our shouts filled rooms
eight memories were all you left me
nine love songs keep me up at night


Tuesday, October 28, 2025

don't fall asleep

whatever you do, don’t fall asleep
don’t get pulled into whimsical dreams
that make only promises they don’t keep

stay out of darkness and search for light
chase after sunrises and rainbows
don’t linger under gray storm clouds

I’m standing here waiting for you
to join me in the lavender fields
please stay awake, don’t fall asleep


My inspiration came from this horror movie quote: "Whatever you do, don't fall asleep" by Nancy Thompson, Nightmare on Elm Street (1984).

Tuesday, September 16, 2025

late summer at the pool

late summer sun
children at play
their laughter loud
their forms reflect
across blue waters

sipping cold lemonade
lounging by pools
she savors relaxation
before autumn’s arrival
with her routines


Tuesday, August 5, 2025

in the woods

Photo by Lillian
Photo by Lillian

rays of light
break through trees
morning sighs

forest green
grass awakes
our senses

it is here
we find peace
in our hearts

 

Tuesday, July 22, 2025

can we...

can we paint the sky
in starburst hues
can we forget the worries
that dots our daily lives
can we slumber with stars
as the moon razzles us
with her beauty one last time


- Written for dVerse Poetics: Who has a sweet-tooth?.  I used the following candy names: Starburst, Milky Way and Razzles.


Tuesday, May 13, 2025

estrenar

the old clothes and shoes
she peeled off and put on 
her new spring dress to
match her glowing face

when they saw her as 
she estrenar down the street
they were enamored by
her mesmerizing perfume

she simply smiled as she
collected their compliments
into her heavy purse


- Written for dVerse Poetics: I Have No Word in English For.  I chose the word "estrenar" which in Spanish means to premiere, or to wear or use for the very first time.  

Tuesday, May 6, 2025

no door will hold me back


Georgia O’Keeffe, A Piece of Wood I (1942), oil on canvas, 
Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of The Burnett Foundation

small brown circles 
stand before my eyes
letting my mind drift 
into haunting questions

I had toiled and pour
my heart out completely
reaching this moment
a hard-fought battle

I know deserved the 
praises and gifts
despite what other said
a person like me doesn’t 
deserve to be here

but I have shattered 
glass ceilings that had
been cracked by others
I now stand tall before
this door that will not
hold me back


- Written for dVerse Poetics: In other words  Poem inspired by "A Piece of Wood I" by Georgia O'Keefe.

Tuesday, April 1, 2025

what lies within truth

I have been writing poetry for years
I dye my hair constantly
I sometimes second guess my decisions
I loathe all politics

Covid has dampened my traveling muse
I am always the life of the party
I still have hope in this crazy world


Tuesday, March 25, 2025

time

time
is the train that you always
seem to be chasing

time
is the blooming flowers that
in time will wither away

time
is the laughter of children
a reminder of youthful days

time
is the deep ocean waves
that carry us far and away

time 
is a kiss sparking a love story 
you never want to end


Tuesday, February 4, 2025

washing dishes

she stands at the sink
filling the dishpan with 
hot water and Dawn soap
he is siting in the living room
falling asleep watching the news

she scrubs each glass and dish 
the moon her only company
the water runs down the drain
but she doesn’t see the suds
only the years that are now gone


- My attempt for the prompt at dVerse Poetics: Reimagining the Familiar

Funny enough this is the second poem I wrote about washing dishes for a prompt.  My previous poem was posted in August 2018 here entiled "as she washed dishes".