I love you I am flawed my love is But I love you and for the love of you I try to be a better me I fall short Your love covers my faults. DVerse: Part IV has us writing a poem with 140 characters all less, just enough for a tweet.
This journey from myself to you is the hardest thing. A slave is his master’s as I am my will’s. What can I give when I am not free to give myself fully. I need to die leave my self behind to live love. ~~~ I am glad dVerse is back after a brief hiatus.Continue reading “JOURNEY”
Naked I stand before Love I am trembling afraid my soul is found wanting and judged unworthy of love. Would a rose hide from the sun to bloom? I lift my face to Love let its light illuminate my shadows and make me shine. ~~~ Dverse Poets Quadrille #12 – Rose
Dance Queen Anne trim with lace the meadow bed for your wild monarch butterfly rests his head in your chambers. Would he stay? You ask. Faithfulness is not his to give. Yet you stay with your merry ways until Autumn’s cold winds do you part. Hope is a gift that lets you stand even whenContinue reading “QUEEN ANNE’S FATE (for lack of a better title)”
“If only my baby can stay little. Here on my lap, he sits engaging me in his childish play,” dreams a mother half out of her wits by her kids who would throw fits once and again. “What a comedy,” she might say after the moment flits by. Right now all’s a tragedy to herContinue reading “A MOTHER’S LOVE”
I was a nomad wandering from dream to dream living life with neither anchor nor chains until I found your arms then I wondered no more why birds, born free, would fold their wings for a humble nest in an obscure tree. There, in your embrace, I knew I’ve been searching for my place to loveContinue reading “COMING HOME (WPC: Happy Place)”
Flowers fade petals fall that fruits can grow. Self fades ego dies that love can grow.
The rose blooms in its proper time Should hands open her petals will her fragrance come? She’s worth the wait as love is. For dVerse Poets’ Pub’s Meeting the Bar: Cinquain – Expanded Version Thank you, as always, for dropping by. 🙂
I wash the dishes prepare our food do the laundry fold our clothes scrub the toilets polish the floor kiss my husband before he heads out the door I change diapers kiss my children’s wounds teach them their ABCs tell them to be good I play their games hug them tight tuck them intoContinue reading “LITTLE THINGS (for WPC: Achievement)”
Stop breaking, my broken heart for that love that never was stop crying, my teary eyes for the dream that all but passed His love was only an illusion marketed to the vulnerable with words, saccharine sweet masking the greed animating his bones. Open your eyes. That handsome face he let you see was anotherContinue reading “LOVE SCAMMED”