Bands sunbeams twinkle with flecks of our skin rubbed off from touch rubbed off as dry soil spinning from a sedimentary cliff layers of time pressed into the stripes we call days ***
Tag Archives: love
Poetry: Love Lock
II have a poemI will not throw awayby accidentor on purpose:The morning lightcuts through the treeswaking the birdsto their songLeaves stretchfor the sun,fish jump atthe dragonfly,deer’s in the meadownuzzle at the grassIIHow far will yougo for loveBefore you accept itmust you test it?Before you cradle itmust you birth it?Before you kiss itmust you grasp it?MindContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Love Lock”
Forgiveness
As a writer I am often overtaken by my characters. Trying to imagine what a new character is thinking, how they would walk, talk, what kind of clothes they wear and what they’ll do next is in the job description. Yet sometimes I’ll have an encounter SO real that it seems more like entertaining aContinueContinue reading “Forgiveness”
Song: I Love
https://youtu.be/vONC3sdhiwM My mom came up for a visit today. Mom and I both share the gift of gab. We chatted all through breakfast and during coffee, while doing a project around my home, and had a nice chat over a glass of water. We touched on many subjects. Somehow we started to talk about theContinueContinue reading “Song: I Love”
Song: Suzanne
Songs are poems. Poems are songs. This one to me is sung best by Nina Simone.Hylas and the NymphsJohn William Waterhouse, 1896 Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river You can hear the boats go by You can spend the night beside her And you know that she’s half crazy But that’s whyContinueContinue reading “Song: Suzanne”
Poetry: Him
HIMWhen she thinks of him she smilesWhen he stands in front of her She sees him as an old manStill standing thereThat look in his eyesIn front of her, smiling“Could he stay there, with me, that long?Could I know him ‘till he goes gray?”Sometimes I wish I could tell him “I love you”But it’s still tooContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Him”
Poetry: Tongue In Ink
The best poems are not written in ink but by the tongue.Spoken into the air never finding paperTouch by the mist of breath against your neckSaid in the dark rooms where lovers meetNot at all recorded nor syllables numberedBut art form just the sameOnce activated and released the words are all lostLeft to moments thatContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Tongue In Ink”
Poetry: Widow’s Ring
She loves him…She never shared his name with meAsking seems forbiddenShe still wears his ring…She loves himWhen I talk about my painful pastShe says “We are so different”Glancing at the ring of platinumThat loops infinitely ’round her fingerHis memory is kept behind her lipsThe light of his being Sparks slightly through her eyesWhen love isContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Widow’s Ring”
PAD: Here
No prompt for me today. Just a poem. Day NINE How long? How will this last? When will we say good bye? Our quiet moments in a failing orbit Rock Turned to sand How long does it take? Mountains worked by wind, sun, rain, snow Stop time Please, stop it now All things have anContinueContinue reading “PAD: Here”
Poetry: Tongue In Ink
The best poems are not written in ink but by the tongue.Spoken into the air never finding paperTouch by the mist of breath against your neckSaid in the dark rooms where lovers meetNot at all recorded nor syllables numberedBut art form just the sameOnce activated and released the words are all lostLeft to moments thatContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Tongue In Ink”
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