explosive tones embrace our evening sky – breathless
twilight reaching out,
“wait for me, just one more thought!”
a vision of desperation
but far too beautiful for anyone to say
no, thank you.
Call Her, Twilight
Tag Archives: Twilight
With Whys
with a harvest so plentiful,
why is there no joy
with billows of copper creams within the sky,
why do I fear tomorrow
with air as crisp as heirloom apples,
why isn’t laughter around us
with Autumn expressing herself just so,
why am I alone
with a voice shaking towards the bluest of sky,
why, oh why, can’t I fly.
Wide Open
magic seemed to crackle its way
through the clouds for twilight
tonight,
a sparkler held by the hand we all know.
little orbs of hot air spun bright
spehers of knowledge,
seemed to be blown
just out of reach from where
I stood,
yet life looked alive as
the pastels spread
and something felt just as
it should.
Forethought
reckless eyes fixate
messy shallows glistening
don’t sip water
Lingering
I watched tangerine turn into innocent sanguine,
while thinking of you, and
thoughts of how I want an “us” to be.
Feathered blues, birthed since before noon,
caused aquamarine streaks
as twilight breathed – were you with me?
My neck felt a breath, my back the push of a finger;
the moment continues to linger.
As Day Falls to Dark
Unsure of where
How? I may always question,
But without a doubt
Bliss will succeed absolution
In planning
There is light,
A hand held,
A Moment never forgot,
With blessing, intimacy
Between two
A hopeful stop
Sustain is my plea,
Calm my heart
Bless tomorrow’s lead
As day falls to dark
Timing
There’s a presence
I see it, even if from afar
I sense the urge to discern
Or is it mine?
My words stumbling, brain unsure
Do I fall in completely, because
That’s what I do, or
Stay in the quiet
Where I’m comfortable, pure.
Lungs, I beg, shout
My head likely to explode, if
My lips don’t leak
Upon paper, or find shelter
Within his clothes.
Letting Go
Worry sets the evening sun
But so does peace,
And it’s always easier to watch
To Get To You
My favorite hour arrives
Too quickly
Today,
A drive, required,
I need to see
You.
Same car,
Same old highway,
Same steady heartbeat
Purring, excitedly.
I’ve chosen the view,
A spot alongside
Road X,
Wishing to beat you there
My heal digs, as my toes
Push down, steadily,
A muscle in my thigh
Tightens
While pulling to the left,
I roll to a stop. I see you.
Longing for an embrace,
Wishing you did too,
I sit, upon this car hood,
And wait.
There’s never enough
Time
To watch you, my day,
Fall
Into twilight,
As if just for me.
Beauty in Process
twilight gives way
to stardom
as today’s final
commitments complete.
rest assured,
we are who we are
yet, dreams encouraged, as
is becoming who we
want to be
Simple Things
twilight sprinkling
narrow branches strengthen view
simply romantic
H – Honesty
She was
The sound
Of his exhale,
While she prayed
To be the breath
He desired.
Twilight Royal
Springtime twilight royal
Atop sweet apricot hues,
Feet kicked up, porch side
A slow country view,
Illuminate my horizon, love
And stare, as I wink towards you.
Reminder
any word you forget
let me whisper it in your ear
if there is a touch you miss
allow me to be near
while you may not hear me
every moment of your restless day
know that I am alive in you
in the most eternal way
Twilight’s Missive
Twilight spans this Texas sky
Imagine love in cursive
Hopeful, while I persuade tonight
Accept this wistful missive
Darling, see yourself inside my eyes
Failing You
If you don’t feel my devotion
Every time you breathe in, slowly
Then I’m the one who’s failing you
Aurelian Desire
Slipping into monochrome gray
Adorned in aurelian desire
I’ll await your return, always
Melancholy Twilight
Melancholy twilight,
Convinces me to sing,
Of aquamarine skies,
With hues of tangerine.
Leaving me to whisper,
With no idea what to say,
Meet me in my dreams,
Help me forget about today…
Calm Twilight
Poetic thoughts shatter,
Like glass across a sky of azure.
You arrive on bits of final sunshine,
My mysterious muse.
You capture my presence tonight,
And I feel you inside my wistful soul,
As you voluntarily watch me,
Waiting in the calm twilight.
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The final line written by, my girl, Morgan. It is no secret that I adore her poetry, so last week when she wrote the line “waiting in the calm twilight” I mentioned being envious, and then there was some banter and a challenge. I’m following through with using her perfect line in my poem tonight, but mine will pale in comparison once you’ve read her Friday Fantasy poem from last week. You’ll see… ♡ Thanks for letting me borrow your words, Morgan.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 