I Changed My Mind

I once said I thought distance was best.
I needed to think, to plan, to test.
My mind changed in no time.
I asked you to be mine,
Now history has archived the rest.

Our wedding day, October 13, 2007.
– Written for dVerse Poetics: Pentimento. In honor of up upcoming Valentine’s Day, I wrote this little (loose) limerick. Photo by Brett Clark ©2007. Edited by Leara Nicole Morris-Clark ©2018.

Ecclesiastical Doublethink

False prophets, you dig our graves with sinister divinations,
Bestow unrepentant indignation, and neglect to hide your shallowness.
Cast condescending shadows from high upon your sanctimonious mount, but
We wear our pride; our faith and love, our shrouds, and we will not be buried in the night.
Oh, I say woe unto them that call evil good and substitute darkness for light.
Oh, weary we may be, but forsaken we are not. Tread lightly when with lust and greed you choose to cast your lots.

– Written for First Baptist Church of Worcester Poetry Fest Challenge 1: Acrostic – FBCWOO. Photo from Internet Archive.

In The End

She chokes back the tears
As she chokes on her fears
And regrets
The love that she felt she forgets
The sun sets in her eyes
Over the lies
There were plenty
At times she believed many
But what she got was empty
What she couldn’t see
She can now see clearly

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– Written for Sacha Black’s Writespiration #104 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 8. Prompt word was “choke.” WC 52. Photo from Pexels.com.

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Summer Love

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Summer Love

summer storms
on lazy days
sunshine like diamonds
on the lake
smell the rain
play with the girl
puppy love

I recall the beauty of you
driving me mad
they were sweet times
a picture of us
still in my head
I like that

– Written for Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge – October 01, 2016. Learn more about magnetic poetry here.

On a Park Bench in the Spring

Remember when we met in spring,
Everything began anew.
We watched the flowers bloom.

Along with the flowers, we felt our love bloom.
The rain cleansed our pasts in spring.
We welcomed this season anew.

We learned to live anew.
Petals and our hearts opened in bloom.
We will always have that spring.

We sat on that bench again in spring admiring each other anew, hoping to bloom.

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Early spring in Central Park by Cornoyer

– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry challenge #47: Spring in the park. Image prompt and “Spring in the park.” Poetry form Tritina. Painting by Cornoyer.