You took away the bright colours that day when you left, along with rest and ease slyly while I slept. So my nights are black and blue and grey, loads of grey that even moonlight wears a long black veil. Black and blue And black…
Tag: poetry
Water And Earth
I am the river you are the earth steely grey waters bubbling over rocks collecting in the crevices speeding with the current taking me along. I hold tight to your sides as you guide me with gentle hands palm pressed against the small of my…
The early bird eats the worm #thepoetrymarathon #prompthournine
If I look hard enough I see you striding along the path your denim shorts and white shirt striking among a sea of walkers. As your pace quickens, I fall behind till you come back around. I toy with a stone watch the crows flapping about. The…
INFJ
I keep to myself, shut out the world, revealing my true nature in verse. Neither sense nor rationality can explain my gut feeling, my curse. For me, my emotions ride deep within the growth of the shepherd’s purse. Judge me not for I require stability…
#8- A Rowling Stone Gathers No Moss
Cupboards and spiders, Screaming and fighting, All of a sudden, I’m eleven, There’s magic. A big scary man and a secret train station, A red headed boy and a little know it all. Four houses to belong to, A talking hat that decides my way,…
Desperately Seeking Sleep
I want more, but can’t ever seem to get it. It sometimes creeps up on me when I least expect, one moment doing something, and the next coming to, fuzzy mind and thoughts, wondering what happened, a little drool on my chin where my mouth…
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…
Along For The Ride
Buckle up, bitches And get ready to ride You just might need stitches You best say goodbye. From what life has taught me Through my ins and my outs Jutting through the expanse to see To witness what it’s all about One minute I’m jovial…
Ramayana #mythology #thepoetrymarathon #prompthoureight
This is not a story about Ram it never was, though he played a two bit role which pandered to his vanity and you are forgiven for thinking it is. This is a story of a woman born of the Earth sold to the strength…
The new normal #thepoetrymarathon #prompthourseven
We cremated my uncle the other day Actually we left the body and walked away As the cadaver waited in queue. There was a young girl my daughter’s age Who died gasping for breath, her mother Waiting soundlessly, was given the body instead. …