if these walls could talk

if these walls could talk

what would they say?

what songs would they sing?

what secrets would be revealed?

I remember as a teenager

lounging on my bed with

feet propped against the wall

covered in celeb posters

and talking hours on end

if I could just go back

to those easier days

my heart would be lighter

and my smile brighter

- Written in response to Writer's Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #754

changing directions

it was the writing on the wall

that finally pierced harden heads

and stony hearts 

so we changed directions 

in our nautical sails 

to find calmer seas

- Written for Writer's Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #740

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.  

dementia

when he started misplacing his keys

no one saw it to be a precursor

to losing much more

slowly we watch 

memories fade 

along with 

the light

in his 

eyes

- Written for Writer's Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #733

be my light

will you be my light

when darkness falls

will you take my hand

lead me through shadows

dark storm clouds gather

ice covering our hearts

and yet your eyes tell me

everything will be alright

last night

last night

I dreamed of you

under purple sky

holding my heart

last night

I remembered tears

I shed over you

in midnight blues

last night

I forgave myself

healing my heart

that was split in two

last night

I released nightmares

and cleaved to dreams

with bright promises

- The last post for Year 2024.  Happy New Year. 

allusion

we dance around the room

saying but not saying the truth

I can see it in your dark eyes

you can hear it in my soft voice

but neither of us will speak

the true words out loud – 

it’s over, we are done

reconciliation

rift between us

wider than oceans

being the adult

extending a branch

healing deep wounds

our words inflicted

still holding hope

sunrise in distance

the "S" word

three small words

caught in throat

blocking the airway

valley between us

only grows wider

as silence lingers

in night shadows

guilt gnaws deeply

yet we still

cannot say those

magic three words

I am sorry

and the sharp

pain and scars

never fade away

special days

I remember the day we met and you 

had me intrigue with that first hello

the memorable evening when 

you whispered the first I love you

took me a bit longer to say those

words back but still recall that night

I still think of that afternoon a delivery

driver delivered those bright roses

and the night I knew my heart had

completely fell in love with you

the evening call when you it was you,

not me and my heart was shattered

the morning when I didn’t want to 

leave bed because I lost a good thing

despite the passage of time 

I still remember your May birthday

I still think back to that first day

and the last day we spoke

a collection of days and nights

I carry within a chapter of my heart

- Inspired by Writers Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #700

leaping into dreams

she leaps into dreams

of golden sunrises

over a field of lilacs

she dances with butterflies

until blue twilight arrives

to carry her to songs

of moon and stars

- Written for dVerse Poetics Tuesday - 2024 Poets Leaping

the serenity before the chaos

as we await evening’s arrival

we stand along the riverside

I watch you toss gray stones

skimming across serene waters

I listen to nearby rustling trees

without exchanging words

we knew this was our ending

just the two of them

among the skyscrapers

that appear to touch clouds

the animated billboards and 

nearby Broadway theaters

where people act out dreams

he holds her hand and 

suddenly all noises cease

and it just the two of them

gazing into each other’s eyes

oblivious to the horde

of people walking by

- Inspired by dVerse prompt Poetics: City Love, though I did not follow the prompt completely.  

missing home

the warmth from the kitchen

the aroma of fresh bake

cookies and hot chocolate 

reminded her of home

in her high-rise apartment

skyscrapers in her view

her heart aches for the 

absence of such comfort

the next journey

under a starry sky

I let my mind drift

to memories long ago

that faded in time

I look towards the moon

it's alluring light warms

my heart as I seek the

road to my next journey

a sibling bond

my brother and I
two of a kind
on opposite spectrums
yet still have a bond

when I was younger
I often made wishes
you were normal and
not the strange one

but in passing years
I gained to accept you
just as you are –
completely special

when we enter twilight
I will hold fond memories
to keep my heart going
when you are gone

- Written for and inspired by dVerse Poetics: Siblings, the ties that bind and gag

seeking peace

it was the peace

that her heart sought

in the stars above

in the summer’s sky

 

it was loneliness

that brought her here

in the vast garden

wishing upon the moon

 

it was only her voice

that echoed back to her

when she spoke prayers

into the blackness of night

a friendly chat

she was not looking

for anything new

she was content

in her bubble

 

yet an extrovert

neighbor slowly

chipped away

her cold demeanor

 

a friendly chat

was all she offered

but it was the key

that would open

her door again

 

 

- Written for Twiglet#314 - a friendly chat

 

 

stone heart

this heart carries a stone

where a rose once bloomed

where memories were stored

but now diminished into shadows

 

this heart carries tears

left behind after heartbreak

after we lost the sun

leaving on the moonlight

 

this heart carries a dream

that never bore fruit

it remains an unripe seed

spending eternity in the dark

 

 

- Went to the dark side for today's prompt: dVerse Poetics - This Valentin's Day, come and state it plainly