The Storm-Nonet Poem 12

The Storm- Nonet Poem 12   The storm at its worst was blowing across -9 The street ¬†flooded, by the station-8 The cars moved slowly through the -7 Puddles, everywhere I saw-6 Rain drops on the roof-5 Clouds in the sky-4 Tornado -3 I see-2…

Balloons-Love is in the air -Poem Eight

Balloons-Love is in the air -Poem Eight   Struck love for each other Besotted to be together   A woman struck by the love of another A woman who took her life for her lover   A man from Verona in love with a woman…

Friendship

Friendship Poem 1   Friendship of seven years -shadows How awesome this felt when I- beckon Lasting walks in the park with -me She felt like she was in love with -i   Never give up on a friendship you- want The clouds in the…

The Unruly

I know where I want to go. At least I think I do. These conversations with the page. But it’s out of my control. You see, these words are not my own, and they tend to be unruly. Pulled and twisted as they are from…

Randidawn

  Randidawn Dawn breaks through the umbra- Her eclipsing miam–her fortitude as she faces discord risen from ashy shadows ruminating over the breaking glow, sunbeams illumine the inherent delight within the souls warmed with tenderness she exudes. Her brilliance manifests itself in shades of color,…

Sunrise…

Look around, Nature is meeting the sky. The birds are flapping their wings, As the leaves rustle along with the wind, While the plants wait patiently to unfurl their flowers. Even the Earth is awakening, To witness this beautiful harmony, Of Nature and Sky together,…

Prompt Five (5): Carved In My Heart [Hour 5]

Carved In My Heart Do you remember me? We met here… Long ago; Lifetimes before. Do you know me, still? We met again, Right here… Not even a moment ago. More than once… twice three times, four and five… a dozen times. Always so close……

Fight…

Fight, Don’t give up now. You have traveled for so long, The destination is around. Fight, Don’t let go now, You have worked so hard, It’s time to charge on. Fight, For yourself, For every person, Who was forced to bow down, Who was never…

Mama…

Mama, Such a small four-lettered word, Holding so much power in my world. Mama, The first word I spoke. Mama, The first person I cried to. Mama, The only person I would go to, When trouble would knock on the door. Mama, My first friend,…

Letter to My Fat Self

If only you knew I wish you could understand The power behind self love And your preciousness despite size Yes, you will take a lot of shit Grateful for scraps and tidbits From lovers who could never measure to your grace or wit or presence…

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