Falling Shadow

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A shadow fell over me
This morning when the sun began to rise
And though I tried to shine a light
The darkness was too strong
You asked me what I was doing
I said I was lying down
You tried to get inside my head
But my thoughts were never to be shared

Heartsore

My heart is sore
I want to say hello
Send a note
Wish you well
But more than that
I wish you would say hello
Send a note
Wish me well
Our eyes meet
Briefly
And I cannot make you
Do anything
At all

Friday Migraine

The pain in my head
Knocked gently
At first
Oh please
Not today, go away
A constant steady rolling thunder
Beating twisting gnawing crawling
I want to die
There is no escape
Nowhere to hide
Friday today a good day
To die

Silent Kisses

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When I feel your body close to mine
When I hear your beating heart
When I know that you are safe
And no harm can come your way
I close my eyes and pray
Silent kisses for today

Pink Peony

Bright Pink Flower

Basket of flowers
Being delivered today
Rush past my being
With no small delay

My heart wells up
My soul is touched
To have but a petal
In palm of hand clutched

My yearning is felt
A small gift breaks free
Released from its hold
Pink peony for me

I lurch through the crowd
Stem falls to the floor
My heart sings out loud
To my Creator once more

A poem from my book Passion Through Poetry, blogged here in honour of:
Pow go the peonies

Swept Up

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We found each other
One night so many moons ago
I ran through the city
I ran to you
My friend, my lover, my strength
I ran into your arms
And without saying a word
We loved
The last time I felt your lips
Your strong arms lifting me off my feet
I never wanted to leave
I never wanted you to leave
But you placed me back down
Gently
Finally
Firmly
And left

Greeting

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I was in my own world
Comparing apples and bananas
And the yellows of cheese

When I heard a voice
Directed at me

Searching for the source
Your voice
Greeting me

I looked your way as
Your eyes captured mine

You smiled
Unguarded
I smiled too

Story of the Trio

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Fill In the Blank.”

Three people walk into a bar
Jack, John and Jill
They’ve come from afar
Jack loves Jill
Jill loves John
John loves Jack
They sit at the bar
To ponder their fate
And share a cigar

Enchanted Dreams

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I close my eyes and wonder
Where will I go tonight?
Will I be carried on the wings of angels
Flying me to heavens so high
Or to forests of enchanted trees
Or will I be tormented by the laughter of my enemies
As they stand on the side like a frenzied mob
Laughing while I burn
Will I be in fields of tall grass
Surrounded by scents of lush greenery
Or will I be far away
From all that I know
In mixed-up crazy lands
Where nothing makes sense at all
Will I know that there is an escape
An end to all the madness
Or will I be sucked into an endless abyss
I close my eyes
As I do every night
Praying that I will be kept safe
That my dreams will be kind
And that tomorrow
Will be kind on me too

From Sydney,
Good night xo