Tears and rain fall down.
Hearts break, thunder crashes, and
The lightning brightens
Missing the times of laughter.
Born broken in the dark of night
Her desire, a brilliant blue fire,
To drink of the cool morning
And kiss the champagne sky.
She longed not for fools or men,
But the red-hot, velvet-soft embrace of an angel
Made her heart throb a wild rhythm
And a fever linger on her lips.
– Written for Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge – September 10, 2016. Learn more about magnetic poetry here.
It has been three moons since last we spoke.
I wonder if you have longed for me.
Do you imagine me where you are?
Your hand in mine and we said goodbye.
We promised each other forever.
But, is the deep of space just too far?
I turn my eyes toward the night sky,
Always watching for a sign, a trace.
Three moons; I’ll wish on another star.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry challenge #43: Trilune. Photo from Wikimedia.
Upon this rock, I wait for day.
I wish you’d stay.
You’re home at sea,
Not home with me.
Never comfortable on land,
You kiss my hand
And off you go,
Where I don’t know.
A pirate, you will always be.
Your ship I see,
As the day breaks
My bleak heart aches.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry Challenge #38: Daybreak. Painting by Heinrich Vogeler Sehnsucht (Träumerei). Word prompt was “daybreak.” Poetry form is a Minute Poem.