Memories in my mind
Question their being
Beg me to share
The brief moment
They were
Briefly and fleeting
Created with care
And lasted but
A few blinks only
Of the eternal prayer
Tag poetry
Standing Still
We started a game
It is not yet done
The pieces stand still
Nowhere to run
Awaiting your move
What will you do next?
I gather my strength
Deny your request
Take one step away
The game incomplete
Surrender my queen
Admit my defeat
Famous Last Words
Please don’t hurt me, I cried
I don’t want to be hurt
It’s not my style, you replied
Turbulence
Turbulence
Takes the calm
Shakes up what used to be
Like a whirlwind whirling
It’s way through the
World
And produces a new
Way of being:
What was is no more
And what is was never before
Black and White
Sketching you
In black and white
Drawing you
With darkened stroke
Preserving every
Memory
Until one day
One day you may
Return to me
I will wait forever
Forever for you
To add your color –
Breathe your life into
My black and white
Legacy
I see you in my dreams
I hear you in my mind
I feel you in my heart
I remember the very night
You flew from the land
And from my life
I am married now
I have a beautiful boy
And a daughter who looks like you
You are a grandmother now
Your legacy to the world
Your purpose lives on
I live your lessons every day
In my heart and in my life
And all I have is one tiny message
From my heart to yours
After all this time and what has been
Your baby girl is okay
In response to Daily Post: Legacy
Object in Six Words
Heat
I played with fire
Attracted by the light
Moving closer
I could feel the heat
Taking chances
I played the game
Before I knew it
The fire burnt
Farewell
So many nights
I wished you to stay
In so many dreams
You visited me
But now I’m awake
And the night is still young
You are alive
Though our dreaming is done
I wish you well
I wish you life
I wish you happiness
And no more strife
It is me that must say
It was I who was Eve
You were my Adam
I wave you farewell
Writers Write
A blank screen
Reflects its silence
To a waiting world
Challenging the brave
To fill its void
Writers write
And so it shall be
The darkness devoid
Of warmth
Will be brought
To life
In response to Daily Post: Screen
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