Tag: Poetry

Dance of Forgiveness

This coldness between a woman and man when one heart carries the guilt of a deed and the other recalls where it began so both are heartbroken and left to bleed while each in silence weep alone and grieve. When does the dance of… Continue Reading “Dance of Forgiveness”

Some Days

“I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.”  ― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha Some days are better than othersNow the bruising is fading, yellowing… Continue Reading “Some Days”

When Night Sky and Fiery Comets Collide

“I like on the table, when we’re speaking, the light of a bottle of intelligent wine.”- Pablo Neruda I like for you to be still ~ when pale moonlight undulates across your tranquil face, while my lips trace the hot pulsing vein dancing in… Continue Reading “When Night Sky and Fiery Comets Collide”

Black Amethyst Sky

He was the sun, the moon, the black amethyst sky His voice thundered in the air, a timeless familiar melodyplayed by a thousand haunting bass drums My heart now no longer mine, adrift in a vast ocean of emptinessfor my eternal love has gone,… Continue Reading “Black Amethyst Sky”

Wilting

Color bleeding from wilting roses meeting their early demise in the blistering bold sunfading to black and fragile white scattering their remains in flowery beds like discarded robes of impassioned lovers

Which Will It Be?

“Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”  ― Dylan Thomas, Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night May your thoughts be pure of heart, Your hands… Continue Reading “Which Will It Be?”

#American Sentence Sunday: Cloud Peaks

“Troubled summer sky- cloud peaks rumbling with the heat of monsoon season.”- Linda Lee Lyberg