Fool's Moon

 



Indigo dreams

and gossamer whispers

always, I follow

always, to sorrow

mile after mile

the path is the same

oasis in the sky

turns a blind eye

 

lured by a promise

she fooled me once

then found it a game

and kept doing the same

 

hopeless romantic

or eternal fool?

the moon puts love on display

and the moon pulls it away.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  October 28, 2018

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 35.11 Topic:  Fool Me Once

 

Bonus prompts:

Hard (2 pts): Include the word "metamorphose" (I did not)

Easy (1 pt):  Name a Chinese city within your blog (Mile)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



A Tale of the Country Boy and the Ninja

 

 

 

She assumed she would write another love song

filled with alluring visions, but she was wrong

he laid down some words, thought himself witty

she saw the challenge with her amazing perspicacity
and was determined to write a country ditty...

 

just a good ol' boy, singing about a truck

she listened for a second and thought "what the fuck?"

she looked up and pleaded to the sapphire sky

to somehow stop this twangy lullaby

and if the heavens couldn't stop it, then she would try

 

fortunately, she always carried a talisman

and with ninja skills, placed it by the boy and ran

now that boy thought it was a caprice

to jump up and grab a fishing net and warm fleece

for some nighttime shad catch and release

 

she smiled and winked at the scintillating moon

and figured he wouldn't be back any time soon

she made herself at home, found some vodka and jell-o

then retired to the porch, feeling quite mellow

as she moved on to some homemade limoncello

 

call it serendipity, or perhaps not

but there were no shad in the river to be caught

and that country boy came home sooner than planned

and found her quite comfortable, cocktail in hand

just sitting on his porch swing, surveying the land

 

he surmised, correctly, the doom of his stockpile

but she just shrugged with a beguiling smile

he laughed and said he'd have more, just a month away

in the meanwhile he could make a pumpkin spice frappe

as long as she hadn't brought any hip-hop to play.

 

(c)  Dahlia Ramone: October 21, 2018

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 34.11 Topic:  Writer's Choice

(for topic and prompts)

 

My Topic: The Country Boy and the Ninja

Hard Bonus (2 pts): Use all words suggested by friends 

Easy Bonus (1 pt):  Mention "hip-hop"

 

Words I used:

 

alluring / perspicacity / determined / country / sapphire / twang

lullaby / talisman / caprice / shad / scintillating /

limoncello / serendipity / comfortable / beguile / frappe

 

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So it wasn't a love song

nor quite a country ditty

though it did mention a truck

(after all, she vowed to try)

perhaps it was the talisman

and the magic it can release
though I wouldn't rule out the moon

or the lure of limoncello

it was a challenge, was it not

that she posed to Facebook Land

offered words to stockpile

it is how she loves to play.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Kaleidoscope Hearts



It was the darkness
I couldn't escape

haunted by lies

sleeping with ghosts

 

yet, it was that weight

of a thousand broken promises

that led me to you

 

when I saw nothing

you gave me a kaleidoscope

suddenly every light,

every reflection

became every you,

every me

 

my black

turned into a million little pieces of color:

reds, yellows, oranges, magentas, purples

 

you showed me this picture

of endless possibilities

and my darkness melted away

 

you gave me second sight:

 

a unique vision

of a colorful world

that we held in our hands.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  October 14, 2018

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 33.11 Topic:  Colors of Autumn

 

Bonus Prompts:

Hard (2 pts):  Incorporate Placebo lyrics*

Easy (1 pt):Mention pumpkins (I did not)

 

Placebo lyrics:

 

Sleeping with Ghosts / Broken Promise / Blind /

Every You Every Me / A Million Little Pieces

This Picture / Second Sight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



A Book With No Cover

 

~ A Book with No Cover ~

 

We were together.  I forget the rest.

was it a dream?

 

I shake my head

clarity whispers from the corners:

"whose story did you see?"

 

I search, but come up empty

all I can find is a book with no cover

it could be anyone's story

or it could be ours.

 

I and this mystery, here we stand, surrounded,

detached in measureless oceans of space

where words pirouette on top of themselves

dancing with possibilities for each new page

begging to be written, savored, immortalized

 

the words of my book nothing

the drift of it everything;

only themselves understand themselves

as souls only understand souls

 

but where is that I started for, so long ago

and why is it yet unfound?

 

I pick up that book with no cover

as my fingers softly fan the pages

images from my dream float up from them

you are smiling at me

and you are holding a pen.

 

(c)  Dahlia Ramone:  October 7, 2018

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia
Week 32.11 Topic:  "The Best Books"

 

Bonus Prompts:
Hard (2 pts:)  Quote Walt Whitman *

Easy (1 pt):  Use two words that begin with the letter Z

(I did not)

 

*  Quotes (in italics in poem):

 

"We were together.  I forget the rest"

 

"I and this mystery, here we stand"

 

"Surrounded, detached, in measureless oceans of space"

 

"The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything"

 

"Only themselves understand themselves... as souls only understand souls"

 

"But where is that I started for, so long ago?

And why is it yet unfound?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Moonlight Fantasy



~ Moonlight Fantasy ~

 

A nod in our direction

the stage set to perfection

a soft glow, twinkling light

the moon knows that this is right

 

our own moonlight fantasy

we dance, we blush, we agree

we may only have tonight

the moon knows that this is right

 

we found this, against all odds

our own garden of the Gods

Fate had us within her sight

the moon knows that this is right

 

a nod in our direction

the moon knows that this is right.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  October 5, 2018

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 31.11 Topic:  "Fantasy in Moonlight"

 

Bonus prompts:

 

Hard (2 pets): Include a favorite tourist spot in Colorado *

Easy (1 pt): Use the word 'mojo' (I did not)

 

* Garden of the Gods