24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Blossom
blossom in her eyes
sprout of kindness in her heart
the greenery inside her mind
and the vines that intertwine the soul of us
the seedling of hope in her dreams
and leaves of beauty on her skin
are fructified by the divine roots in her veins
a human with a thornless intention
in this life
may she have an everlasting blossom.
It’s through His tenderness that we,
Learn to love unconditionally
He leads us by His divine example
His patience unwavering and ample
If nothing more we get to be
Sinners that repent for His glory.
Come one come all you’ll be relieved
His arms are eager to receive
~Rebeli
Stardust
You loved that song
I had forgotten
Until this moment
Now my heart aches
You loved daisies too
I will not forget again
I would carve it all into my palms
Before I too am
Stardust
(Prompt: Write a poem that starts and ends with the same word. It can be short, but it has to be at least five lines long. If you can’t think of your own word to start and end with here are my suggestions: hope, stardust, cheese, sleep, and shoes.)
Now as a movie ends,
it fades to a black screen.
The music begins
as the names and titles
scroll upwards.
Listening to the music
in silence I’d read
through in search of you.
Those I’s and O’s that
spelled out your name.
The reward in finding it
among the many hundreds before you.
Now you no longer appear,
like a fragment of time
of imagination.
I remember you every morning I wake
look at your pictures and videos
left on your social media.
Endings good and bad are never easy.
You’re a movie I didn’t want to end.
5 one-line pomes about: hope, stardust, cheese, sleep, & shoes
i.
hope sleeps in cheese shoes
ii.
shoes hop over sleeping stardust
iii.
sleep cheesy hope in your stardust shoes
iv.
cheese stardust slopes hopewards
v.
stardust chews sleep and shows hope
Peace is seeing natural light through a window pane.
Denouement
Evening of life
waiting at the doorway
Primrose oil lamp burns
scarlet flames rise unwittingly
and embrace the lovely evening
Hour 24
Crystalline leaves
with visible veins
look like lace
knit together
by spiders
i feel a daisy move near my ear,
i may have drifted off into my dreams.
eyes closed- a whiff of his cologne brings a familiar warmth.
‘go back to sleep love’, he tells me.
my dreams aren’t as beautiful as this right now.
I move closer, my hand rests on his stubble.
eyes closed- he lets out a sigh.
knowing smiles exchanged, i hear the thoughts in his mind.
brown eyes tell me to hold on for some more time.
from tickles to pillow-talk,
his only wish, to have it all.
Note: This poem is written using the image prompt posted during hour twenty.