I’ll trap the moon in a jar then shake it around so I can see the moon jump up and down. I’ll keep the jar under my bed scare the monsters away On starless nights the moon in the jar will light my way. ~~~~ A touch of whimsy for Cheri’s Moon prompt andContinue reading “MOON IN A JAR (A Quadrille)”
I am sunshine I am rain I am laughter I am pain I am contradiction walking between heaven and hell. I am my cross I am my gift I am the oppressor I fight to be free. I am hard won victory over me. **** A self-portrait Quadrille for DVerse
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
It was as if horses were pounding on the roof the way the rains fell. They flattened the grass muddied the fields broke tender shoots. Soon the gray clouds were spent sunlight broke through and colors spilled across the skies. The earth stood still. for DVerse’ Quadrille prompt #11 (Spill)
We waited for the green grains to turn gold in the surrounding rice fields we fashioned flutes out of rice stalks made music until our cheeks ached Houses now sit on the fields We have left our childhood behind and, maybe, not much besides. ~~ For DVerse’s Quadrille.
The waters shimmer as they rush to the shore where sun-baked children embrace them with glee seagulls screech while fighting for crumbs tossed skywards and out toward the sea A woman hides under her floppy hat her paperback romance is all she would see. ~~~ For DVerse’s Quadrille #6 prompt
Snow snatched my sunny day, fell in fat flakes that covered the ground. Cold froze everything even the frustrated tears that welled in my eyes. But never did it touch the grin saved in my heart for that tomorrow that brings the beaming sunrise. Linking with DVERSE’s Quadrille 4