Secrets
My shadows hold a memory of spilling light and whispers of hope Photo by Ander Burdain on Unsplash prompts: braveandrecklessblog, #becomingfragile Continue reading Secrets
Tag: poetry prompts
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
Indiscriminate Musings
Sightless I am lost in reverie Thoughts undulate like tentacles grasping memories in the ashes of a fire I set long ago photo: Pexels prompts: In Other Words, #TastyPoem, #FebruaryFalls18, Continue reading Indiscriminate Musings
Winter Doldrums
As night arrives on the wings of ravens black and unforgiving winter’s chill settles in my bones like broken glass I retreat Within my inner sanctum age creeps slowly layer upon layer like the blankets that surround me Alone and frail succumbing to isolation without a promise of reprieve burdens carve lines in once tender skin I hibernate Silent voices whisper words not meant … Continue reading Winter Doldrums
Pushing Time
You say tomorrow is a clean slate…beckoning Relieved, I urge time to hasten this day photo: Pixabay prompt: WordPress Daily Post Continue reading Pushing Time
Courage
Sometimes illusion eviscerates expectation like reverse reflections mirroring shattering glass Defiant, the faithful pursue unattainable goals embracing intent to entice new roles Wading into dark and deep crevices that lurk outside defined boundaries some are waylaid on hidden shoals sinking deeper into predetermined holes But for some who dare to fly with clipped wings those jagged shards cast shimmering points of light A beacon when … Continue reading Courage
Conversations
Creeping vines of self-righteousness seek to find hold Whitewashed versions of truth, nothing but a blindfold Quarrels of man hurt before reaching the heart of the matter Pain, a necessary evil if dialogue is meant to be more than mindless chatter Visible scars cast a sheen on egos that scramble for fool’s gold If by chance, one is willing to pay the price to be … Continue reading Conversations
Going Home
Sometimes I slip back to that place where troubles can’t intrude My mother’s garden, filled with flowers and lace In need of respite from life’s fast pace I wander and let waves wash over this unsettled mood Sometimes I slip back to that place In search of comfort, it’s childhood footsteps I trace to release these problems I’ve accrued My mother’s garden, filled with flowers … Continue reading Going Home
Channeling Calliope
When once solid ground shifts beneath my feet I search for solace in all I‘ve known before Capricious sacrifice, blood and ink compete Raw emotions rage, unrelenting mentor Harnessing fear and angst to empower me I claw at handholds and climb again clinging to my muse, my calliope armed only with words and this pen To rise above it, the place where falling scrapes away layers of … Continue reading Channeling Calliope
Moonlight Falls
A touch of moonlight falls casting shadows on empty walls Determined and strong she searches for a place to belong and wanders down empty halls Perplexed by the unfamiliar drawls she stumbles as momentum stalls pursuing a plan that might be wrong Moonlight falls A kiss of frost as memories recall promises made for the long haul Relentless ambition her torch song She was nothing … Continue reading Moonlight Falls
Joy and Sorrow
Tears trace broken lines across a face weathered by a mother’s journey photo: Pixabay prompt: Modesto-Stanislaus Poetry Center Please follow this link to sign up for great prompts! Continue reading Joy and Sorrow
Connections
Just a thought… different as we may be in some ways we are all the same Connected laughter shared between mother and child is magical here, next door, across town, across the world and when tears fall and loss is felt here, there, everywhere sorrow keeps raining on sunny days bright, sunny days Words have power power to hurt or power to heal … Continue reading Connections
Perspectives
Fear is a faceless mask a deity relishing misplaced power the precipice of success viewed from dizzying heights can make knees buckle if one is bent on looking down a true masterpiece ruined viewed as random brushstrokes slightly askew off center if one is trapped in perceptions of perfection Ah, but the sculptor molds beauty as viewed from a place of expression personal interpretation evolving … Continue reading Perspectives
Channeling Spirits
So I let go and soar to the new heights I crave My appetite for precision voracious, anticipatory, relentless and true Honor those that came before to learn the lessons they gave I question each decision with words and allegory sometimes painted blue I will continue to explore to find a way to be brave Mine is my own vision adding pages to this story … Continue reading Channeling Spirits
Ssshh…
Ssshh…. Come closer I’ve got a secret It’s over, I’ve found closure All the times you told me dreams were meant for fools and I believed you, I believed you Yeah, I obeyed all the rules Wasn’t it a slow spiral that spin down the wrong path almost lost my way following you almost let my hopes crash But then I took a chance pinned … Continue reading Ssshh…
Lost Souls
As darkness settles in, the moon casting light on this barren landscape, my grief weighs heavy rendering my skin porous, my reason to be spilling from a heart that bleeds As the sun creeps over that endless horizon, mocking me, mocking I muddle through the day searching for ways to stop the evening call from arriving because it is each sleepless night that haunts me, … Continue reading Lost Souls
A Matter of Taste
It’s all the same except when it’s not A taste of forbidden fruit, sweet except when it’s not That half-moon wheel of pungent cheese, exquisite except when it’s not the lure of an impeccable blend of flavors and a plate of colors meant to entice, seductive except when they are not Perhaps a test… because sometimes that bounty of sweetness borders on bitter and the … Continue reading A Matter of Taste
After All
Embracing an empty space, that small hollow between dreams and reality, the path to success shines and might not be so scary after all Because when silence fills that void and rushes in on angel wings, tender voices whisper simple answers — always there after all And when all the sharp edges the cage of hesitation built fall away slowly, steadily, new open spaces emerge … Continue reading After All
Tell Me
Tell me I can’t and I’ll show you how to find the sun behind the storm that brews just out of sight Tell me the world is dark and I’ll show you how to find all the colors that hide in the purple haze between us Tell me you’re scared and I’ll show you how to find the courage that fortifies a connection we will … Continue reading Tell Me
Breakthrough
Dug into the back of that wardrobe to pull out my old sweater, a little faded and missing a button Pulled on my old hiking boots, the ones with the broken laces and soles that had seen better days I made my way to the familiar trail, dappled with sparkling sunshine peeking through falling leaves I was home Enjoying the solitude I was in that … Continue reading Breakthrough
New Day
Finding comfort in simple routines at the end of a busy day Somehow settling down to review each moment, each decision, each word Filling the void of all the unknown with stunning masterpieces only painted in dreams all troubles are set free and in the morning, when all those colors linger just out of reach, I am ready to face another blank canvas — Another … Continue reading New Day
Precious Memories
Walking across age and generations to collect precious memories Digging deep into the past to reach the future, just dawning Stretching to grasp a tiny hand I sigh, relishing in this moment the subtle shift between who I was and who I am defines my future photo: A. Vecchitto prompts: #FiveMinuteFriday, #PoetsonthePage Continue reading Precious Memories
Walk in the Woods
Threads of late summer weave through this forest of green as I wander through trails of tender grasses and celebrate the synchronicity of cool breezes in a world without care Serendipity brought me here – This perfect place to get lost I take a whimsical chance to cross that rickety bridge by the babbling brook Its rhythm in perfect harmony with the laughter of … Continue reading Walk in the Woods
