A genie waits on the road that knows no end conjuring magic as he dances in the dark Sentimental stirrings, his provocation The choice, always yours It is chaos he savors… slurping anxiety as you wrestle with a fascination of the unknown and the appeal of the familiar Find a quiet place and wait Temptation and Destiny are fine partners but no match … Continue reading Power Play
Thunder booms, undulating over roiling seas like a stranger growling at the door Some say it’s the devil’s voice Driving rain pelts the window smearing grime in greasy stripes Lights flicker on and off, on then off Bolts of lightning strike a small boat bobbing in the harbor and set it adrift A shy boy wanders down by the rocky shore to … Continue reading Devil’s Voice
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
A taste of forbidden honey is never as sweet a chance to reach fruition is never quite complete when the task of arduous lovers becomes a simple swan song How can the goal of faith, hope, and love be wrong? A new adjuration falls ambiguous against her laconic replies Posturing in ill fitting costumes, the chasm widens as she denies Undeterred, he cantors … Continue reading Endless Love
When the story is wrapped in the sound of silence, angels gently weep Messages veiled in sugar and scrub only lead us to isolation A singular betrayal of truth looms photo: Fire and Spunk Productions prompts: OctPoWriMo, #TastyPoem, #WrittenRiver, #BeautifulMess Continue reading Lessons Lost
Enthralled by the prospect of new adventure she followed blindly, slipping into a world where smoke and ash painted forgotten corners with the blood of the innocent Whispers in the mist fueled the mystery as anxious breaths betrayed bravado Initiation demanded participation as she tried to strike a balance between temptation and courage Last minute misgivings guided her spirit A feeling no … Continue reading Intuition
shadows walk with me as I pace these floors awashed in a deluge of grief I forget to breathe sorrow, the only constant between then and now knowing this day would come brings no comfort even the rising sun can’t reach my woes in this space, Darkness wins and so I pace, trying to trace the trail back to yesterday … Continue reading Misery
On a journey from here to there I’m blissfully naïve, smitten with spaces in between Distance has no meaning in this inky dusk as I prowl the edges, searching Bereft of solutions each puzzle provides I hunker down in the dark with pen and paper Lucky to discover gritty crumbs that will eventually lead to the light, waiting It’s motivation borne when separation from … Continue reading Journey
Gifted by time’s sweet perspective, twists and turns defined a solitary kiss To heal the hurt, his simple objective a lingering embrace, a rescue from the abyss And in that moment when time stood still, when faith and trust meant letting go I felt these intentions of his A connection meant to chase away that chill A chance to erase the trials of long ago … Continue reading Ode to a Kiss
a moment to collect these fragments of time by chance, a moment to turn it inside out if only for a moment scaffolds of despair layered under a rain-kissed sky imaginary temples to honor seclusion beneath a nectarine sun as the wolf, beaten, howls at the door for a moment a woman, more than blood and bone, seeks truth aspirations drawn out on … Continue reading Moments
I thought I knew who I was until I became the person I am not Following that twisted path because I had the audacity to believe a false claim I thought I knew who I was It wasn’t until I became adrift, stopping to untie knots, that I allowed this true reflection to stretch until I became the person I am meant to be, laid … Continue reading Change of Heart
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
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
Each is a unique journey that path we carve through shifting sands an ache that pulls toward a place of peace Rapids tumbling over sharpened rocks follow a trail of worry until letting go gives power to understand each is a unique journey Like the river meeting the sea piece by piece navigation may require some twists and turns that path we carve through shifting … Continue reading Carve A Path – #Writephoto
At first glance, there was something unsettling about this man with steel grey eyes that pierced even the darkest shadows A man of few words, he set to work carefully displaying bouquets of flowers on his cart by the riverside the brilliant colors, a sharp contrast to his somber countenance His gnarled fingers, covered in fingerless gloves that had long since lost their form gently … Continue reading Man of Few Words
Embarking on a quest, one that’s been calling my name Need to find that place where parallel lines intersect Time to live life from the inside out Adventure’s whispering, cautiously creeping, staking a claim Bare feet stomping on shards of glass, no need to be circumspect Embarking on a quest, one that’s been calling my name Been a long, long time coming, mine that is … Continue reading The Quest
Like unshed tears, raindrops cling to fences hastily constructed when words unspoken create abstract shrines to the aftermath of storms summoned by the narrow-minded photo by Jake Oates via Unsplash prompts: Three Line Tales, #TastyPoem, WordPress Daily Post Continue reading Immaterial Remorse
And on this day, we acquiesce on our knees and in our hearts as times of sorrow, bitter and precise, coalesce Endings strangle slowly in fits and false starts Some fail, others hesitate in these dark times A few brave men offer a mischievous nod to false obedience Each individual war is over as the final bell chimes All pay the price as they … Continue reading Broken Branches
Haunted by this uncertain feeling I dream of running, running away Visions of another life, revealing And so I teeter on the edge, kneeling Finding purchase on glass bridges as they sway Haunted by this uncertain feeling A future reflected in canyons below… calling, squealing Released from confines of expectations, I stray Visions of another life, revealing Walking in shadows and slowly … Continue reading Resolution
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
Traced the trail of fallen stars smoldering on the path of all the things I’ve left behind Felt that familiar tingle as those melancholy-hued flares cauterized my choices, incinerating regrets Oh, how those stars burn, burn, burn scorching the surface of wayward dreams solving solutions to riddles that never had answers Sometimes a spark is enough to seek a new constellation, one no longer obscured … Continue reading Blazing Fires
Obsessed with breaking beautiful I dive into crystal clear waters Must break the surface as the sun gets swallowed by the horizon It is in this reckless hour, when darkness falls and the ocean comes to life, predators are on the prowl and I am most vulnerable There is no room for mistake Still I dive, seeking the soft sand and treasures buried just beneath … Continue reading Chasing Darkness
What if those iron bars that surround you were nothing more than gossamer threads, shredded remnants of broken dreams still projecting the illusion of captivity What if… What if that touchstone you treasured for all those years, revered and held by insignificant power, now fell buried in the muck, dull and cracked What if… What if what was, isn’t What if what was, never was … Continue reading What If
