the bridge that lies between us

in dreams I run across a bridge
to fall into your waiting arms

I thought love would be enough
to bridge the gap that grew between us

but those valleys run deep and
your voice echoes against the
high cliffs that now separates us

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Building Bridges

smashing the box

let us smash the box
that people like to
place us in simply for
our race, sex, gender,
social class, zip code,
marital status, having kids,
not having kids,  
being a social butterfly
or a wallflower –
we are all too complex
for simple labels

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #184: Smashing Poems

signs

in search for a sign
she gazes upon the sky
studying the stars

even in daylight
she questions blooming roses
which path she should take

watching the sun set
she whispers a prayer that is
answered at sunrise

- Inspired by dVerse Poetics - Semiotics: Reading the Signs

in the sky of fading summer

we take in the stars
in the sky of fading summer
we catch a sliver of the moon
in between the clouds
I wish we had more time
to spend in this moment
but autumn calls our names
and we must obey her song

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #183 - A Sliver of a Poem

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

among the pine trees

Photo: "Empty Forest" by Anthony

Courtesy of pexels.com

 

when she needed to get away

she would take a solo walk

in the park

under a warm sun she found

peace and comfort among the

pine trees that softly whispered

wisdom into her yearning heart

she returned home smiling 

with a revitalized soul

 

 

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #182:Are You Pining for Poems

late August

 Photo by Rajesh Rajput

Courtesy of Unsplash.com

 

late August evening
we catch fireflies before
summer drifts away

- Inspired by dVerse Poetics: August Transitions