the flame of hope and love…

heartbreaks are full of rain, and the setting sun,
is just the same, as senseless tragedies,
they came

knocking at our door, waiting, and watching
for us to bring the
thrum

of a life lived underneath the trim, and drum
of absence embroiled, and
shunned

weeping like the flowers on a midsummer morn,
we call to the heavens, wanting to know
more

about the reasons existence pulls the chains and
chords, while we fight against our inner-
discord…as

remembering seems like an eternity, we draw
on every piece of light left available, and
take it all in,
keeping
the

flame of hope and love alive, as we abide, and
continue to unwind
time

now…resting easy in our hearts and minds….


Photo by MabelAmber, Pixabay


#poetry, #contemplation, #emotion, #existence, #healing, #heart, #heartbreak, #hope, #introspection, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #nature, #poem, #time

sweet, like sugar cane…

the key fits the lock just right, as it did
on that fateful night, when we first met,
feeling free

were we

to explore, understanding our hearts’ galore,
combined

that first step, in a multifaceted romance,
with

deep feelings lasting centuries, unbound, limitless,
and grounded in a love,
bleeding

found under a field of compassion, where flowers
grow tall, and their hearts sprout everything,
no doubt

nay

resoluteness, replaced all doubt, and what did sprout,
was tender as a supple branch, blowing
in the afternoon breeze

and, as I reach for my keys one last time, I reminisce on all
the love we felt within, and know
time will move on

yet what will remain is the key just the same,
the one we used to unlock years
of passionate embrace

and a love that was sweet, like sugar cane…

In response to the WDYS#108 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Photomix company @ Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #heart, #life, #light, #love, #nature, #passion, #poem, #reminiscence, #romance, #time, #wdys108

the sands of time

Pixabay

I walk
on the sands of time
feeling bereft, and
out of line

with natures
progression,
I, stop, and digest
my vision quest

and, call forth
the winds, a true test…

of our ability
to align
with life’s requests

one step in front
of the other, feeling
the granules beneath, feet

on solid footing,
even when I’m unsure
of the current efforting…as

realization dawns, and
the withdrawn, now gone,
is transformed into something more

than I’ve ever done…


#poetry, #awareness, #contemplation, #emotion, #feeling, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #realization, #reflect, #sand, #time, #transformation

a magical black hole

Pixabay

a dream,
mind conjures, as
intuition blossoms, and
reflects upon
conditioned aspects
of time borrowed…

harsh

as they seem
we grew through
the pain and agony…

trials and tribulations
abound, as we recount
each moment, and, at times, drown

in the feelings
swallowing us whole,
like a magical black hole….

spinning vortex,
light withdrawn,
senses expand, reaching
out for a hand

to hold onto at last…

breathing in life’s energy,
we wrestle with time,
and the nature
of the agonies
written upon
the sands
of our collective destinies…as

light shows back up,
speaking in the language
of love lost, pain healed, and
compassion given out, to all those that shout,
curse at the skies, and wonder why…

as deep inside,
we recognize our face
in the collection of pictures
we see in the mirror

of our humanity,
as we (re)adjust within
and get ready to again begin…


#poetry, #contemplation, #dark, #emotion, #feeling, #healing, #humanity, #introspection, #intuition, #life, #light, #love, #mind, #pain, #poem, #time