An Honor

Wild waves rush the shore and
crown me once more with sand.

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– My first attempt at an Essence poem. Photo from pixabay.

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Her Ship

The sky beyond her window sill
is still
and trees deny the wind
their bend.

She waits again this morning,
feeling forlorn and

holds her
breath to steady her gaze
as she tries to see
through thickening haze.

With sight focused upon the horizon,
she wonders if the next wave will give rise
to the vessel she is sure to recognize.

She believes
the sea
will deliver
her

the day when
her ship comes in.

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Cape Cod Morning by Edward Hopper. Oil on canvas, 1950.

– This is an Ekphrastic poem. It was inspired by Edward Hopper’s painting ‘Cape Cod Morning’.

The Blind Date

Blind dates were never her thing but this time, she accepted. She wasn’t entirely sure why.

Before arriving on the boardwalk, she had a shot of vodka to calm her nerves. Her so-called friends had accused her of being a bit uptight, and she wished it didn’t bother her. She tucked the mini flask beneath her dress in her garter for safekeeping.

Pyotr was a lovely man with a hearty laugh, and he was not shy. He was lively and charismatic and insisted on spinning her around and around to the music drifting on the wind. He was hard to resist.

“You are a beautiful woman!” He said. “Don’t be shy. Enjoy the music, the sea, while we are young and still can.”

She blushed but smiled and felt warm inside. His enthusiasm was contagious.

“Drink?” He asked as he offered her his own flask, which had been hidden away in a coat pocket.

She gratefully accepted, taking more than she probably should have. He laughed again loudly, and she couldn’t help but join in.

They continued dancing and spinning, and before she knew it, the salty breeze or was it the vodka, had carried them out onto the waves.

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What Freedom! by Ilya Repin

– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Microfiction Challenge #15: Freedom. Painting prompt by Ilya Repin. WC 200.

Ariel the Angsty Teen Mermaid

There was a girl, who lived under the sea,
A bored teenager who wanted to be free
To walk upon the land and
Dig her toes in the sun-warmed sand
So, she traded her voice for a man, enduring conflict to a degree.

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– Written for Limerick Challenge Week 36: Fairytale. Prompt was “fairytale.” Photo from Wikipedia.

For The Love Of The Sea

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.

Heinrich_Vogeler_Sehnsucht_(Träumerei)_c1900– 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.

To Freedom

Sailing on, free.
At last in this red boat, we are
Sailing on, free.
We wildly braved the angry sea,
In the morn, hoping to get far,
Before the sun and servants bar
Sailing on, free.


– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry Challenge #37: Red Boat. Painting by Odilon Redon. Word prompt was “journey.” Poetry form is a Rondelet.