Thursday, May 29, 2014

A goodnight to the Day

The sun
has quickly
descended into
the night
that has
awakened as
I slowly close 
my back door
signing a 
goodnight to
the struggle 
of the day
when I hear
the thunder 
echo in
the distance
wondering if
there will be
a storm
on this 
quite night
for I feel
I need
a storm
and as 
I think
I see the
glow of
lighting from
the shaded
window just
as the rain
drops hit
the pane 
with breath
of sigh
the storm
has arrived. 

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Night air

The night
is warm
humid,
hot air
bathing
against my face
the sweat rolling
down my back
as the first
rain drop
hits the earth
splattering on
my flesh,
the soft
wind cooly
lifts the
hair off the
back of my  neck
closing my eyes
to its sweet relief.

Monday, April 14, 2014

7:50

Hello 7:50
today I am not well,
for I know what you mean
as I drive this morn
to a place 
I can no longer stand,
sensing a horror 
creeping inside
a shaking 
becoming uncontrollable 
tearing this hole 
in my stomach
nausea setting in,
I wonder why 
I am still here 
for I shouldn't 
hate 7:50. 

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Anticipation

Anticipation
as I grip
the coffee mug
listening to
the slow drip
of liquid hitting
the glass pot
inhaling the aroma
awaiting the taste
of the hot
flowing coffee
on my tongue. 

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Black and White

The temperature 
continues to drop
a chill rising
as I sit
here writing
smelling bread baking,
calming me
as Joan Crawford 
sings on the television,
I watch her dance
twirling in song
with my colors
painting the page, 
I wonder 
if only we
could go back
to black and white. 

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Exhaustion

There comes a time
when the mind
is completely exhausted,
life bleeding out
to the point
where writing to ease
ceases to exist;
the mind succumbing
to the nothing
it was forced into,
slithering away
into a chaos
it can not comprehend
for it is too exhausted
to even acknowledge life.

posted for #dVersePoets #Openlinknight

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Blazing Sun

Give me the strength
of a blazing sun,
give me the light
of a full white moon,
guiding me without sight
so that my feet
my continue to run,
through the wilds
answering the beckoning call
that will carry
through the night
into the dawn
of the first morning light,
where the fears
have faded into the dark
with drying tears
that hold the worlds apart
while reaching for the sun
becoming completely undone
so my feet can again run.

#OpenLinkNight #dVerse #dVersePoets