Distant Glimmer [repost]

Under a bruised sky,
Love has passed me by.
Golden days
Streak my mind’s eye,
And I lock them away,
A distant glimmer
Lost in memory’s haze.
No need for the tease
Of hope on replay,
The false shimmer,
Illusion’s trapeze.
I’ll revel in the dark
With the burned out stars.

~*~

Written for Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

Image from Sue Vincent (RIP).

Poetry form: free verse.

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Coasting [repost]

The coast soothes my mind,
From the rhythmic crash of waves
To the infinite hues of blues
And greens and grays
As the water undulates,
Shimmers, foams, and sprays.
The endless reality of days
Can erase the dreamer
Within my soul,
But the mystery of the deep
Summons her out to play
And keeps her whole.
It’s only natural to be magnetized
By the pull of the ocean’s tides,
To be seduced by the primal
Scents of salt and sand,
A tangle of seaweed
In my hand.

~*~

Poetry form: free verse.

Image is mine.

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Auroral Mist [repost]

At the edge of rock and sky,
She breathed frozen air
And was energized.
Lights glowed in benediction;
She raised her arms and prayed.
Dancers flowed and twisted,
Magnetized from pole to pole,
Swirling, streaming,
In the green auroral mist.
She had to come to the end
Of the earth to kill the pain,
But instead
Was born again.

~*~

Poetry form: free verse.

Image from Pixabay.

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Follow You Down

Every delay,
Each disappointment
Brought you so low
And crushed all your dreams.
No dove on the wing
Could sing you a rainbow
While you cried in misery.
For better or worse,
You were my destiny;
Even so, I did not try
To follow you down
To your network of pain.
I saw the astonishing
Pattern in the storm
And how the harsh lashings
Revealed beauty and warmth.
If only you could have waited
And played the long game.

~*~
Image from Lovethispic.
Poetry form: free verse.

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Oblivious

Birdsong and wind chimes

Greet the breezy green morning

As storm clouds gather

~*~
Written for MMA Daily Haiku.
Poetry form: haiku.
Image from Pexels.

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Sequence [repost]

Night sashays in late,
Flings a handful of stars on the table;
Don’t ask him where he’s been.

Daylight shines longingly on
As I watch the waves crest and crash;
Night sashays in late.

He thinks I should be satisfied
With a sliver of silvery moon—
Flings a handful of stars on the table.

A few hours of elemental bliss
Spiral out to the endless sea;
Don’t ask him where he’s been.

~*~

Inspired by Jim.

Poetry form: cascade.
Image source unknown.

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Twilight Lover

The times between
Day and night–
Dusky dreams,
Shadowed eyes–
When the ghosts
Come out to play
That’s when I hear
You call my name.

~*~

Image from Pixabay.
Poetry form: double quatrain.
Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.

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Lemonade Days

I miss the days of lemonade,
Passion fruit, ice, and gin…
The lazy rhythm of the waves.

Searching for a spot of shade,
Popsicle dripping down my skin,
I miss the days of lemonade.

We walk with the stars ablaze;
Midnight ocean tempts us in.
The lazy rhythm of the waves

Makes it so easy to betray…
Slow seduction summer sin…
I miss the days of lemonade.

I miss the effervescent play,
Carefree kisses, roulette spins,
The lazy rhythm of the waves.

How fast the vibrant colors fade,
Erasing places where I’ve been.
I miss the days of lemonade
And the lazy rhythm of the waves.

~*~

Image from Pixabay.
Poetry form: villanelle
Written for Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge.

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Frozen [repost]

You were wine and warm nights,
Fire-streaked sunsets,
Crackling conversation.
I was cold violet dawn,
Quiet morning walks,
Soft spongy footsteps.

I showed you the broken
Ice on the river,
Where the mud ugly water
Flowed underneath.
Sunlight shattered
Into rainbows on shards.

You left me soon after
For someone happy and chatty,
Picnics and laughter.
I return to the river–
It’s all frozen over.
The rainbows are gone.

~*~

Written for the Daily Echo
Image credit to Sue Vincent (RIP).

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Current Events [repost]

Swirling under a butter sun,
Languidly I become
One with the current,
Ever circling.
This luminous pool,
Loops through my lazy reverie.
Vaguely aware I am losing
Some essential identity,
A separateness
That makes me, me,
I vow to forsake this place.
Yet the heady siren’s call
To blend into the cool blue thrall,
The glassy-eyed sameness,
Whispers my name.
I know a belonging
Even while longing
To stand alone and free,
Without worrying whom to please.
But which path to peace?

~*~

Inspired by Rory’s sheeple post.
Image is mine.
Poetry form: free verse.

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