Tag Archives: poetry

The Broken Ones [repost]

An emotional vampire
Carefully selects his prey:
His needs are enormous
And his energy limited.
The broken victims
Provide more bang
For the buck
(So to speak);
On these he feeds.
He leaves
Them drained,
Vulnerable, stained,
As hunger rumbles
Through him
Once again.

~*~

Poetry form: free verse.

Image from Pixabay.

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Twittering

Sunset birds

I hope you’ll enjoy some of these (lightly edited) poems I wrote to Twitter prompts this year.

Savage need
Ravished me
With unrelenting speed.
Done and undone,
I float unseen,
A stranger to the sun.
Translucent in the dark,
Pieces of my heart
Shatter endlessly.

Dew-frosted leaves
Gift us a living evergreen
Reminder of impermanency.
As love’s summer heat
Fades into autumn mysticism,
Winter on its feet,
Will we watch our breath escape
With our dissipating illusions
And retreat inside our hearts?

Kaleidoscopic dreams
Swirl silently to the sea—
Violet sunflower green;
Love and lust and need
Subsumed endlessly
Under the tide of infinity.

Gossamer veils
Of lace & light
Swirl into silver
Blue midnight.
Forgotten desires
Come to life &
Weave a tapestry
Of complex magic
Across space & time.
Love, once sacrificed,
Awakens to reclaim
Its rightful prize.

I go down to the sea,
Soothed by its serenity
And grace. Layers
Of consciousness float
Away on the waves.
Liberated emotions
Release both pain
And joy. My soul
Clears new space
For the rhythm of tides
And the velvet ribbon
Of the darkest night.

Drunk on plum wine
And strawberry kisses,
I missed the fact
That this was fiction.
A juicy fantasy,
Sweet and sticky,
Seduced my mind…
So delicious.

Mirrors & smoke
Shadows & glass…
Loving you most
Meant loving you last.
Sustained by the dream,
I retreat to the mists,
Loving you always
From one toxic kiss…

Wistful echoes haunt my dreams;
Shadows dance in lonely rooms.
Cascading whispers hint
At promises yet unfulfilled;
Strands of hope weave
A silken midnight fragility.
I shine with the sleepless stars,
Forgetting that dawn will bring
Eternal sorrow once again.

The tides were low
And asked the moon:
Where do you go?
Please come home soon.
Moon turned his face
And hid his smile.
He needed space;
He’d be gone a while.

Heard it said
You’re never dealt
More than you can handle.
Temptation’s gamble
Saw my double down;
All cards on the table,
No ace up my sleeve,
Two Jacks hitting on me…
Should have split then
Cuz the house always wins.

Psychedelic soul
Unmoored from the mind
Dives under the sea,
Dances on starshine.
The further she floats,
The closer she glows,
Embracing the space
Between moments in time.

City of dreams:
Serpentine streets
Paved with glitter
Sure fooled me.
Flip the façades
Upside down—
All those angels
Demons now.
Curdled milk,
Poisoned honey,
Bogus love,
Phony money.

A soul passed who
I didn’t know.
But I feel the glow
Of loving tributes;
His beauty shines
In blues and golds,
Violet hopes,
White angel wings,
The green of spring,
A pink blush of dawn…
His soul lives on
In cosmic colors.

The magic of words
Drew me into your pages:
An elixir of verbs,
Punctuated with rages.
The plot got too twisted,
Motivations unclear.
My point of view shifted:
Our story ends here.

Summer love
Passed me by;
Soft rain dripped
Down tearstained skies.
Blue dreams curled
On warm night sand;
Broken seashells
Slipped through my hands.
Waves of hope
Crashed and faded—
Sunshine romance,
So overrated.

Words that linger in my mind;
Love that loiters past its prime;
All these false starts,
Every smashed dream
Begins with your name
And ends in silence.
The stories we tell now
Fail to describe us;
They float like lost ghosts,
Catching the last light.

~*~
Image from Pexels.
Poetry form: various.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Moonwatch [repost]

tree moon sunset

Sanctimonious moon—
Why so judgmental?
I know where you’ve been;
I know who you’ve seen.
Leave me to the poverty
Of stars, already dead,
Burned out like my heart.
Slide under the lace
Canopy of clouds,
Safe swath of lingerie.
Don’t frown your face
At me tonight—
I’m in no mood for a scolding
By an obtuse hunk of rock
Who didn’t have the sense
To stay married to the earth.
Oh ho! Didn’t think I knew
About that, did you?
Go now, leave me
To my nightmare,
My galloping dream of doom,
Urging me past the milestones
Along the racetrack to ruin.

~*~

Image from Pixabay.

Poetry form: free verse.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Color Therapy [socs]

cat window dawn

I bathed myself in shades of blue
To wash away the thought of you;
Starlit dreams blazed on through
The floating dark of velvet sleep.
I woke to scarlet candy streaks:
Slivered shards of sugared dawn
Melting on the dew-dropped lawn.
I reached for misty comfort clouds
To cover love I disavowed—
Make gray the color of my shroud.

~*~
Image is mine.
Poetry form is my own concoction.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Dimensions [repost]

rainbow time clock

Maybe what they call madness
Is simply another dimension.
They are trapped in conventions,
Familiar and mundane,
Obsessed with their labels:
“Abnormal” and “insane.”
Madness? Or access
To worlds made of words?
Time has no meaning
Where dreams come to play,
Twirling around, upside down,
Bending into birds
And flying away.

~*~

Image source Pixabay.

Poetry form: free verse.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Distant Glimmer [repost]

sunset

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.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Footsteps of the Mind [repost]

empty church

She pauses at a post,
Lost in a vast cavern;
Shapes form and melt
In the yellowing haze
Of ancient lanterns.
Familiar faces nod in passing,
Eyes downcast,
Hurrying to an assignation.
Will they meet again
In a hall of mirrors,
Or is this the final destination?
She gathers fragments
Of her scattered thoughts
As echoes come and ghost
‘Round the cracking halls…
Footsteps of the mind.

~*~

Written for Go Dog Go Café.

Poetry form: free verse.

Image source unknown.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Coasting [repost]

ocean waves sand beach

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.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Listing [repost]

coffee notebook pen write list

I listed
All the chores
I had neglected to do:
The vacuuming,
The dusting,
The dishes,
Some ironing too.

I listed
All the reasons
I was better off
With you gone:
The lying,
The crying,
The cold silent
Angry dawn.

I listed
All the fun things
I’d plan with new friends:
The game nights,
The art walks,
The movies and dinners,
To fill
My weekends.

I listed
My lists
In a master
List of all lists,
To stay organized
And methodical,
Which made me feel
Blissed.

But I ran out of paper
And my cat stole my pen,
So I texted you
At midnight:
Please come back again!

~*~

Poetry form: list poem.
Image credit to Pexels.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.

Auroral Mist [repost]

aurora borealis northern lights

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.

©️2021 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon. Thank you.