We are the ones that dwell within. The light that shines, the spark from a grin. Here’s Johnny, all smiles and hellos. Such a cheery fellow, that’s how it goes. They’re here to be thrilled, just like last summer. We know what you did as you laughed and played. Splashed and frolicked on hot oceanContinue reading “All Hollow Eve’s Summer Camp”
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Dead Two
The chill of my heartNever warm nor ever warmedZombie love risen Ice queen. Frozen. Dead lay. Little did they know how dead I was. “Why are you so distant?” asks Debbie, one of the few who dares to try to get close. “I think he likes you, or maybe could like you if you’d letContinue reading “Dead Two”
Stars hitting the ground
The spark from SprinklersShowers of starsFalling down my fingersLanding on the groundTo extinguish like the passing of millenia For even as light triumphsDarkness waitsFor when the time light is extinguishedAnd Sparklers run outStars hitting the ground This is for a dVerse prompt: I am sure you must have guessed, the prompt for today is sparklers.Continue reading “Stars hitting the ground”
Remembering Gunter Grass, some German man
What is it about this German man that I should remember him?What, ever, has he done for me?Who in the hell is Gunter Grass?What are gurkins? Pickles. Hmmm.What is it about this German?Could not they just call them pickles?Who in the hell is Gunter Grass?Dill pickles are best. No codfishthank you. Caught Baltic fresh areContinue reading “Remembering Gunter Grass, some German man”
Summer face/ Winter Eyes
The rain fell lightly like the sky was holding back tears. I stood face upturned, letting the falling water mix with my freely flowing tears. Dark stains on my suit where rain and tears fell appeared as bullet wounds. Mortal injuries to fabric and soul. She was gone. The official cause: heart failure, unofficial: oldContinue reading “Summer face/ Winter Eyes”
October Frost
Well it’s about time.I stretch and yawn frosty breath upon the dawn.Summer’s heat has left the fields,September at its end.October welcomes frosty ground and white tipped grass;My personal hello.Nip at your nose and shivers up your spineMy specialties.See your breath, when I’m about,Speak to me between chattering teeth.I’m Jack Frost:Cold of hand, head and heart.AsContinue reading “October Frost”
How Do I/You/He/We/They Love Thee
How do I love you?How could I not?I love by my actionsBy my thoughts and wordsThe beats of my heartHow do you love me?How could you not?What are your actions?Do you think of me? Speak of me?How does your heartbeat change At the mention of my name?He stood there a question on his faceHow couldContinue reading “How Do I/You/He/We/They Love Thee”
Happy
The pursuit of Happyness lays in Happy AccidentsTripped up memories Stumbling on happiness like a drunk at the partyThe Happy Prince, the curious clown,More happy than not,By choice, if not circumstanceHappiness is a choiceChoosing you over meYou are my happiness With every smile We are Happy togetherLet me find happiness in the joy of anotherBeContinue reading “Happy”
White Color Motif
The easy thing to do would be to use red. I’ve done it before. Hot and fiery. The color of blood, bleeding on the page. Red in its many hues pink as a blush or the dark burgundy of spilled wine.But no. How about blue? Such a poet’s color. Blues beat down from the avenue,Continue reading “White Color Motif”
Monet’s Boat On A River
Stiff lines and harsh brush strokesThe impression of a summer’s dayGreen for trees upswept by the breezeAlong the river blue and whiteReflections in the water show bare branchesWinter’s chill beneath the surfaceBehind the green of a summer dayAlone on a boatSits a man in a coatHat on his headWith doors openDoes he see the summerContinue reading “Monet’s Boat On A River”
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