Tag: D’Verse Poets Pub

The End of Innocence

He was a musician; I was naive Caught in his Rock ‘n Roll webI the butterfly; enchanted and intrigued Hungry for affection; ignoring mis-steps Caught in his Rock ‘n Roll webHe feasted on my wide-eyed innocenceHungry for affection; ignoring mis-steps Playing my heart like…

Grand Design

Miracles occur every day if only we choose to see God gives us heaping dollops of  beauty and majesty It takes a sprinkling of imagination, with spoonfuls of hope and loveto understand his grand design, when he mixes from above People of every shape…

Living My Dream

Joy these days comes from watching the woodpeckers flit about as they try their best to drink from the hummingbird spout And the flock of playful lovebirds, with brilliant feathers greengathering ’round the bird bath, cheering, and chittering while I live my dream dVerse…

Autumn Memories

Autumn always brings memories of you. I see your eyes in the bright turquoise sky, and I hear your cadence in the birdsong outside my window. I watched a video of you singing, and I wondered, why did you silence your voice? Did you…

Desire is a Slow Ember

Desire is a slow ember glowing, burning Igniting flames to illuminate black night Their need dangerous wanting, yearning For that which is gone from tender sight Igniting flames to illuminate black night Two souls craving the fiery touch of another For that which is…

Waiting for the Roses

Here, in this place, this haphazard garden, is peace. The lavender spills into the path, breaking free of its boundaries. The bright orange Mexican sunflowers with their golden pom-pom centers, are blooming even now in late November. Bees hover around the milkweed, gathering pollen…

Grey

Heartbroken, she now forever resigned For alas her sorrow had come to stay No bells were tolling, no telling signs No hooting owl on that bitter cold day, When a fragile heart stopped and the world went grey She walks at night praying to…

Touch

And yet– nothing is real. I cannot caress your skin, memorize its texture, feel the heat of your manhood rising from my silky touch I cannot kiss your moist lips, taste their essence, swallow Amrita with you I cannot gaze into your hungry eyes…

Dinner for One

She sets the table with finest linens she is famous for spoiling her guests Beautiful silver laid in proper manner, for her delicious friends, only the best Once seated to enjoy the savory meats, only then do they realize that they are the feast….

My Mother, A Rose

Burnished veil of gossamer light floats into the ancient garden come bright morning’s dawn Venus blushes with the single rose

What The Wink?

What the wink, thought she I can’t believe this is happening to me

The Butterfly Effect

  Metamorphosis of life Metamorphosis of butterfly Butterfly dreams Butterfly wings Wings of love Wings of silk Silk purse Silk robe

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