On One Knee

You look at me,
with eyes full of light
Like a hundred windows to your soul
opening so bright.

You smile, and I,
struck with such unparalleled beauty,
cannot but smile at your pretty face
as the sun behind us fades.

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The Fade – Reprise

At edge of evening’s solitude I pause to seek the fade,
stretched through every molecule and every breath I trade.
It clings to shadows, soften edged. It claims the ether, still.
It thieves the color from the room and blinds the window sill.

I cant get off the floor.

Submitted by Chris Willcock

Brain crushing ideals rendering my ability to function irrelevant.
Suffocation, Contradiction, Suffocation, Contradiction.
Words and Paraphrase Dialogue Meaningless.
The ground gripping me, creatures capturing my breath.
Concurrently the world devouring my soul.

Today

Poetry challenge: Lanturne poem.

                                     

                                                                     Lift

                                                               yourself

                                                           breaking free

                                                     from chains of pain

                                                                    Live

Rise

I remain awake to see the first light of day,

To peep silently, my face upraised, seeking blessing

Of the soft lavender glow that bathes the land

The dawn chases the tired shadows of the night

As the spearing rays gently tuck away

The loitering stars that still remain,

I breathe in the freshness of a day reborn

Appetence

longing

that’s the bones of it

my bones

my frame

the hunger scratches an abyss

long raking bloody ridges burn deep

running from heart

Absence

Your absence is like an ocean, I’m sinking

It’s like the firmament, stretched over everything

It’s also like a black hole I kept on clutching

But mostly, it’s like a quicksand

The Moment I Knew

I’VE BEEN waiting
Not searching
Because I knew I’ve known you

Long before I met you
You’re the one
I knew
The moment I saw you

I felt something
Something I just can’t explain
Something that is totally different
but then, something familiar

STUPID BITCH

Photo credit; Derek Jones Art

There she is that thing in the corner. She opens her mouth making her life more forlorner. Stupid and ugly is she, tired and tearful she longs to be free. But no for she is that thing in the corner.

Flit, flit, flit

flit, flit, flit
gone so fast

flit
twitch of angled tail feather

flit
gone so fast

How I Sleep With My Cat

 

Sita in her catnip patch

I’m sharing a bit of fun today.  I tackled writing about the very challenging art of sleeping (mostly not) with my cat, Sita.

shoo her
off my
side of the bed
 
turn off
light and
then address
the dark…
 
“excuse me
please, you’re
standing on
the quilt”, while
giving it a tug
 
settle in,
pulling up
the covers..