Goodnight my darling angel, sleep tight until morning comes.   Dance with stars, on a rocketship, ride a moonbeam, slumber, snooze, doze.   I know, he’s not really sleeping, but to face reality is beyond my capability.   For now, let me keep my dillusion,…

I wanted to try a Golden Shovel poem from an earlier prompt tonight. I happened to do this one, also on loss. From W.B. Yeats – When You Are Old “But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you”     The weather was always…

Solana sat at the kitchen table, tapping her saucer with a spoon. She could barely see it anymore, but she remembered The yellow roses from years of use, and the cup in her hand Was familiar and comforting.   Her son thought she was vain…

OUT YONDER Hours, days, years, move too quickly, as I endlessly try to befriend the hands of time. Beseeching it, bargaining, pleading, placating, but to no avail. Time is not a mortal’s friend. We are bound by it, bound to it – an infinite construct…

Roaming Round and round Confounded by The fruition of good things That comes to those who wait patiently, But he waited and waited more, As he explored And slept on floors Never to find The hidden warmth inside Of a family or a home So…

Weeds Like weeds among the flowers in my yard, you sneak inside my soul and block the sun. I wish at times like this my heart was hard. There was a time when loving you was fun but now it feels like leeches at the…

She held on Waiting for retribution, While the minutes hours days Grew Around her a wall of fortitude, A labyrinth, so complex, Until there could be no restitution, Her softness locked away, Hidden, Unyielding to any man who encountered, Her stolen gaze (his) reminder, Of…

Lose yourself in the magic that YOU are. We all walk the same road, uniquely, and made it thus far. Without variety, we would be of no use. Grab a mirror, sit down, to yourself, re-introduce. 24 hours of sanity, or lack there of. Finding yourself drunk off…