Flag whipped into fringe Debris flung across garden Sunshine turned frigid. Pic cc0 @ Pixabay.
Tag: Poetry
Wind
Rain
Drops on my glasses Drops on my clothes Turning me cold- torture. Driving to meet friends Driving amongst crazies Can't see through gray- torture. Can't park close enough Stepping out into puddles Feet wet and cold- torture. Phone's in my bag Full of my life's photos It sneaks in, slippery- torture. Order food for the… Continue reading Rain
Sun
She adores the sun, shining bright, it ruins me blazing fire, I melt. This is a haiku taken from the point of view of an ice cream cone.
“Fit as a Fiddle”
This is an exercise where a writer uses a cliche to create a poem. She's as fit as a fiddle, wide at the edges, thin in the middle, playing on vibrating strings she barely keeps together all of the things. Arranging, humming, squeaking, buffing take care of her, don't allow any scuffing! *Graphic CC0 from… Continue reading “Fit as a Fiddle”
Hand of the Lamb
Skin's so soft, I'm feeling fine bones. Clenching tightly, I grasp on to hold. This physical manifestation of what lies beneath is strength that holds me up, when I can't seem to breathe. This hand offers softness in its effort to comfort smooths over my soul, while giving me support. I need His grace, mercy,… Continue reading Hand of the Lamb
Luminescence
Sun shining brightly through misty clouds diffusing luminescent glow.
Pele 2
The girl with the golden hair cries when she thinks no one's watching. But Pele stares out from the canvas, regarding her pain, commiserating. Kindly friends for them both would solve life's tormenting issues. Helping him to stay quiet while preventing her overuse of tissues. He decides she'd be glad of his company, that she… Continue reading Pele 2
Pele 1
She paints color into his character, not aware her passion brings him to life. He stills as she draws near, waiting to discover if today has been full of strife. He’s lonely, lying against the white canvas. Will she paint him a new friend today? She doesn’t know how much he misses her, whenever she… Continue reading Pele 1
Dawn Marie Paul 