Woke up
To freezing Temps
Snowflakes
And
Wind, my muse.
Howling comes
Stumbling
Down the alley, while
Grey tones rob me
Of my encouraging mood.
This is what happens
When I consider
Life without light
And neverending blues.
Asides
In Pause
i hear sunshine
although the tone
too low or far away
to devour or identify.
there’s sparks
offered out
into the world
and they come
from your eyes.
a gentle smile
given in part
for those blessed
to be near you
and those who
trust your heart.
i yearn, dream
knowing one day
life will continue
as it was meant be.
Redemption’s Season
Exhausted leaves falling
Past my window
Pane. Just as ashes
of Jerico, the same.
Division is an end
and new begins.
Goldenrod hues
Remind me of adieu,
Forgiveness remains
Front of my mind,
And nothing stops
The hands of time.
Search for rebirth
And find me in you.
Redemption’s season
Where grace continues
Evening
Daytime eases
Beckons an evening breeze
Felt behind my ear
Twilight offers
A final bit of sunshine
And I wish you were here
A chance to dip our toes
Sit upon the bank
Count stars beyond the clear
Side by side in nervous chatter
Eyes cast down
Water; my distraction,
Strong hands in red hair
And suddenly,
Nothing else matters
Maybe One Day
Showering sunrise
Rain swift and cool
Laying a wet blanket
Across me
Running to the car
“Don’t slip…”
I somehow hear.
Your chuckle
Following me,
Strong hand
Upon my hip
Protecting
Guiding
Is that possible
Searching
fighting words
words inside my mind
mindful of my beliefs
beliefs which carry
carry me into the light
light where you exist
exist in my every day
day: when I search
search for you the most.
To Know Her, Is To Love Her
one
the color of her pudgy nose
when it’s cold outside
and she’s in her happy place
called Late Autumn
two
sides to her sassy mouth
often chewed upon
when she attempts
to slide away, giggling
three
deep dimples
worth searching for
after finding two, living
beside her shy smile
four
corners to two hazel eyes
who’ve witnessed pain,
but questioned perfection
with sparkled contentment
five
toes, each foot
she often wished were
painted in a rainbow of
your favorite colors
six
freckles lay, forever
atop a ring finger
she often wonders
is worthy of adornment
seven
calming breaths needed
on a quiet, dark night
when dreams
come to soothe her
eight
miles from town
she’s driven, even walked
in order to feel
closer to simple
nine
her favorite number
and the many opportunities
it’ll take to convince her,
an introverted extrovert
ten
fingers, yes, predictable
but that’s what she adores
craves, the honesty
trust and unity provide
Worlds Apart
I won’t compare
myself.
Ever. The
intriguing stare
she provided
offered
a moment together,
and it
dribbled down
your chin. A
true indication
of your desire
for what she had
to offer. My eyes
casted down,
was something else
entirely.
Golden Equinox
Inevitable
Accepting free fall decent
Holy spirit move
Purple Ash
Autumn royalty
Changing mulberry to plum
Design reverance
Crush
woke to wonderment
soft bite to my lower lip
hazel eyes aglow
Devoted Missive
might we always
connect upon
the best of a hickory branch.
touch with the ease,
of leaves to a gentle breeze,
and focus on the depths
within each.
for my intense reaction
speaks
to you
and you love how it looks
on me.
Essence of Assertion
Talk by way of fireflies,
insistant lights
dancing off the water,
flickering stardust
amongst us, with you allowing.
Reach within, feel me
soothing. Release what
controls
and prove you know
what you’re doing.
Moonlit night, high
your command or fancy,
per nature, entrusting.
Biblical; essence of old,
illuminate my soul.
Z – Zephyr
I own a purpose
Within this life
I feel deepest when
My sonant sings.
Winds have howled,
My thoughts often left
Rationalized. What
Will tomorrow bring…
West winds reappear,
Command again,
I’m humbly listening.
Refuse the darkness when
It offers. Watch time take
What belongs to my soul,
And place it faithfully
Upon my willing shoulders.
I’ll continue to carry
my essence,
And give flight to the
Zephyr inside of me.
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Thank you to those who supported my poetic effort. The A to Z Poetry Challenge brought me back to my poetry. Humbled. ♡
Y – Yack
All dreams possible
They say, work harder
Offer no time delay.
We shall not walk, nor
Stroll the hallways,
But run,
Life is meaningless
Unless you
Profit.
Call bullshit, and crawl.
Cover the obvious mistakes
With their grace.
Stomp the ground below
And never forget to smile.
X – Xyst
drag me through
verdant covered angles
with
leaves thriving, cascading.
allow blossoms to reach
my nose. Inhale the beauty
as life is exposed. Take
me back to where
happiness found me.
guide
my spiritual growth;
renew.
W – Weep
Watershed;
Houses feelings:
Ones lost, happy or
Simply in between.
Tears never drying
Nor meant to be,
Asked to remember,
Then cool those who suffer
With salted water,
An offering. Cover their eyes
And limit the witnessing.
U- Ultimately
Eastern traveling breeze
Flows with essence,
Picks up my aura, seductive
And passes out my window,
As my desire for you
Remains. Autumn
Teases with frosted sunshine
Allowing for a clear and
crisp prelude, Muse.
What once was,
Is now History,
And you belong
With me.
S – Sensation
I’ve always known, a
Dauntless healer, my heart.
I hear a Beast howling,
My spirit desires to soothe
You, now be.
I become what is
Written, effortlessly.
So does he, and the
Cornered woman
Over there, as well.
Don’t suppress. Write truth
Willingly, and man
Will fall to their knees.
Expecting to see your soul,
Words active. Living.
Intoxicating intentions, yours.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 