Cryptic Carols

Rally ‘round the middle melodies Hold hope in your heart as deities design a perfect pause to catch karma Sing songs of aftershocks and avenues as winding ways back beckon Rally ‘round, rally ‘round, rally ‘round Shelter and stand beneath love and light photo: Hammacher Schlemmer prompts: #VerseAngel, The Sunday Whirl, Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie – Saturday Mix Continue reading Cryptic Carols

Disarray

Tortuous, these cravings that burn Tantalizing beats keeping time Trembling voices softly beckon Catch your breath, pause, pause and reckon Embrace and release every rhyme Let each minute toss and turn Will you ever learn, will you learn Crystal balls and these magic chimes won’t stop this moment, this second Trembling voices, how they beckon Tantalizing as they keep time Tortuous cravings crash and burn … Continue reading Disarray

Fallout

I liked the rush, I liked the crunch Never did I look back at the fallout All the unravelings and beginnings and  whispered stories were fodder for adventure there in dark rooms where strangers were lost and found and lost again Somewhere where forces waited to devour innocence and screams went unheard behind curtains of steam and flashes of light Where once sensual, exotic women … Continue reading Fallout

Dragonflies and Promises

A dragonfly soared on duality’s wings and landed on the branch of contemplation, not understanding the impossibility of flight Water shimmered as it found its course and beat the stone beneath until its scars were polished to perfection I whispered a short oath that day as I stood still in the woods, bells chiming in the distance, to appreciate the difference between intention and accomplishment … Continue reading Dragonflies and Promises

After The Storm

Guess I should have known benediction lingers between light and shadow between elation and fury urging explicit emotion to rest as the embers of hellfires cool And like the wind caressing tender petals after that fierce storm redemption waits as the last wildflower loses its tremble and turns to face the sun Prophecy soaring on the silver wings of guardian angels renames fate, reconfiguring every … Continue reading After The Storm

Wait

And so we wait as the warmth of winter promises redemption An oily candle burns on the windowsill and that cantankerous wind rages, delighting in the storm Still, we wait Fate both a pertinent and personal ruler sometimes given to granting wishes as it prepares a buffet of dreams We wait Time both a partner and nemesis sometimes given to upheaval as it goads fits … Continue reading Wait

World of Shade

Buried beneath these daily interactions silent struggles wait to be discovered Lies we portray as truth in transactions are waiting to reveal flaws yet uncovered While it’s true introspection can frighten, pride and impatience and this failure to grow impede efforts and ways to enlighten Call out each open secret, let it go Planted in a community garden these once silent battles will diminish Locked … Continue reading World of Shade

Courage

It begins in the usual places borne of winds skirting between totems and pillars and prayer that breath of belonging once lost and twice found rising from stars collapsing in the night sky   that urge to move forward counting steps taken even after the fall   when gravitas redefines purpose and a new way is revealed she finds a way   This is courage … Continue reading Courage

Secrets

Kept secrets linger — caught somewhere in a spiritual realm where quiet rain falls from dusty skies and the thin veil of faith shudders The urge to reveal truth beckons, a burning need that calls with a longing, lilting song crashing like waves washing across the lake, speckled and brilliant Loyalty and repercussion blend until the siren is silenced and sunlight falls across the rippled … Continue reading Secrets

On Loss, Again

Sometimes below the tears that fall gently like the summer rain resolve falters and that brave front weighs too heavy Somehow among the rack and ruin you find the courage to fall into the unknown and release the desperation Grief is like that States of emergency muddled with stress and too many decisions disappear or at least rearrange and those hands that you’ve clenched and … Continue reading On Loss, Again

Sunday Dreaming

Monday is the Taskmaster         dictating a schedule meant to be followed         precisely   Tuesday is the Working Mother         rushing to meet deadlines while feeding hungry children         responsibly   Wednesday is the Dancer         grooving to the sound of her own music and inventing new steps         creatively   Thursday is the Flirt         winking … Continue reading Sunday Dreaming

Scarlet Letters

  She was somewhat of a local legend what with the way she always dressed in black An obsidian obelisk stuck in the candy-colored swirl of clouds, her youthful face obscured by the weight of her grief Still, she was woven into the community fabric, an example of the perilous journey betrayal invites A warning Trust long since left behind, scattered in the days when … Continue reading Scarlet Letters

Transformations

Can’t quite put my finger on it This feeling lingering just out of reach as the world shifts again With arms flailing he could reach for something safe to hold as his head spins and spins What he once knew is gone What is just ahead is a mystery What could be ignites his soul Transformations abound touching everything and everyone that he holds dear … Continue reading Transformations