Winter Morning

A blanket of whitesuspended in thin airclinging toall in its pathembracing a worldof peridot and emeralds Crisp air stingthe face and handsburning a reminderof the season at handinto the mindand body of all A stream of lightbreaks through the gloomamber and puregracing Mother Earthwith a touch of warmthsetting her soul afire

Last Lines (a poetry prompt)

Sun of summer on my skinbeautiful and mineis music to my earsetting her soul afireThe colors of this worldNo! I can't sit stillwhile princesses pinea new line rolls inhearth and home;everything He ever wanted

Rollercoaster

Our love is a roller-coaster twisting turning tossing me to and fro pressing me against you heart in my throat terrifying exhilarating freeing me I fall again

Gray (A poetry prompt)

An ember, alight distant, unclear not yet sure of itself. The spark wobbles, weaves kindling the hope of madness (and the madness grows) of passion (and the passion ignites). Nervous and insecure it swells consuming the gray, splintering, fracturing the featureless figure she had become.

The Climb

Leaves of a lifetime opportunities missed flutter to rest on the stairs of timeBranches of choices never made or wrong regrets twisting in gnarled woodShe looks on at the climb ahead what lies above the clouds of changeHesitantly she steps crushing and kicking moments in time squandered by fear alone Her confidence grows faster she... Continue Reading →

My Senses

Your whispers… They hang from my hears Your touch… It wraps my heart Your smell… It sticks to my skin Your love… It envelops my soul

Dream Vacay

Ahhhh, the dream vacation. Unfortunately, once you’ve had what you held as your dream vacation you want another one.  A different one.  More. My dream vacation was always a trip to England.  London specifically.  I always dreamed of going to the Tower of London.  And I did!  It was amazing and exactly what I hoped... Continue Reading →

Watch Over Me

When the sun dips below The line of night My shadows come out to play Dancing before me In me Around me They speak to me Exposed faces, hands, souls Dark, menacing brutes Eating at my memories They drag me under In my dreams In my dreams they torment me No amount of hiding, No... Continue Reading →

Bare trees Grass greening Chilly mornings Warm sun on my skin The night sky darkens Earlier in the eve Dark nights Galaxies glitter white light Blanket and the couch Cider in hand Hoodies Pumpkins Trick or treat Celebrate loved ones Revel in change

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