Are you a God, my darling angel? You, the one who saved me that day. Was it in May? Or June? I’d been dead so long. For months it seems Flying about with the Sylphs And faeries. And then you came. You with the heavy…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
Father
I got my love of learning from my father He also gave it to my brother I got my love of people from my mother who also shared this with my sister I am reminded I am not alone by my friend and forced to…
Nonsestina
I decided on a gleeful whim one evening to entertain The travelling musicians who played priceless violins And promised them that, following my advice, they’d regain The boundless joy they had access to as children Without apparent spiritual or moral compromise Or sacrifice of a productive life or…
Sestina for the Night
As the clock strikes midnight my mind is on something beautiful Away in the city she is who I long to be with this night We don’t need any words or to speak just us together touching It is as if the only language we have is our love…
Lullaby
In the deep midnight blue hidden in the creche dark came the softest, sweetest song a crooning, lowing lullaby baby to a green-jealous moon and a stilling heart. The private audience heart in that deepening blue did watch a blushing moon beam in the dark…
One More Bite
Just One More Tiny Bite. And I am heavier than before In underwear too tight to bear. A closet full of pretty clothes, Designs I used to wear. I Was So Fair! But wine and burgers Fries and steaks In those few moments Merry make…
The Path to Light
I didn’t choose that path back then. I was afraid. Too oft warned of the Consequence of being myself. I am Janice Joy, not Joy Elizabeth, The child whose body lay in blood That hot August day. The dogs were gone, and my arm Still…
Ode to a character
My book (movie) in my head never ends, so placing you in the leading role was easy; your wit and charm give others pause, but your chameleon ways help my plot blend. I laugh when people are taken a back by the many things…
For John
At our darkest times, I remind you that you love me. I know because you told me long ago. You remember. We try. Politeness courteousness finding our way back to each other. Through all of this, it never occurred to me that I could walk…
For my Lucy
No matter what I say or do. Remember always, that I love you. Doesn’t matter which road I travel. Every path leads back to you. Its in those dark nights inside my head. When nothings between me and this dread. I’m alone and cannot…