Sisters Standing Before You

(Siblings Day) April 10, 2016

 

 

When on trips as children with our parents, we would laugh so much, and for so long, that they would separate us in the car. Most look at us and wonder,  are they twins?  Although she’s blonde and I’m very dark, when people meet us they always ask, are ya’ll sisters?  At

Happy Anniversary

 

 

Many years have come and gone

Each one remembered so well

~ Sympathy of the Sea

Upon the cliffs, sea spray blowing

Waxing mom, pearl drop glowing

Soaked, sheer dress clinging

Mournful songs from lips singing
Across the waves and frothy foam

Between each waves and audible moan;

The Sean seldom gives up her dead

Wraps them in sea salty watery beds
Yes, an audible moan raised above the crash, the foam:

Glorious Red

Flowers among leafy green
Lips on a commercial screen
Color of a fire truck
Crest on a beautiful duck

Collar on a running dog
Homing light in a fog
Tomato hanging on a vine
Striped candy at holiday time.

Our flag waving in the breeze
Hankie catching a sneeze
A joggers running shorts
Irritated; out of sorts

Hair ribbon on a tiny girl
Delicious cherry ice cream swirl

Waiting

She is a flower blossoming in his sunshine.
Beautiful in spring bud she is perfect,
But she does not know it.
He is blind to it.
And only outstretched in his warm rays does she feel it.

A love like this

This poem is for my husband with whom I celebrated
another year together on the 13th December. 

I love you xx

Copyright © 141212 by Karen Payze

 

 

A love like this

is not a fleeting thing

‘Tis a lifelong journey