Picnics and Promises (Under the Moonlit Sky)



 

~ Picnics and Promises (Under the Moonlit Sky) ~

 

Stars provide the candlelight

my heart is the blanket

and the moon -

she is your conscience

 

is she true?

does she waver?

is it possible to betray the moon?

 

lay gently on my heart

let me wrap it around you

the softest promise of warmth

against any chill the night may bring

 

the wind whispers:

I found something I love... and never gave up

 

I offer you pieces of me:

morsels of my fears, my strengths, my scars, my love

are you hungry?

what does the moon say to you?

 

you taste, but you struggle with thirst

you uncork a bottle

and I fill your glass with champagne tears

but the moon won't allow you to drink

 

you pour me a glass of your own

and I swear I saw the moon's shadow

in the reflection of your eyes as you studied my face

 

you rest your check against my blanket

the moon lifts her shadow as you drift to sleep

 

perhaps you are listening to her now.

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  December 29, 2016

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 45.9 Topic: Picnic Under the Moonlight Sky

 

Bonus Points:
Hard (2 pts): Quote Michael Phelps *

Easy (1 pt): Mention a famous dog

(Shadow - 'Homeward Bound')

 

*"I found something I love... and never gave up"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Indigo Dreams

~ Indigo Dreams ~

 



Again, you come to me

familiar, yet unknown

the touch of your fingertips

whispering along my face

and I stir in my sleep

 

you never say a word

but I always know it's you

by the rhythm of your heartbeat

in the safety of my dreams

 

I feel your smile

though I do not know your face

like the bittersweet pull of the moon

she takes, and she gives

all while she promises wonder

 

what do you promise me?

 

perhaps we are the making of the stars

celestial bodies coming together

where passion meets truth meets surrender

to bask in eternal afterglow

 

do you promise me the stars?

 

indigo dreams linger on the breeze

as reality dances on shadow's edge

I reach out my hand, you smile at me

and the moon caresses destiny.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  November 29, 2016

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 31.9 Topic:  Imaginary Friend(s)

 

Bonuses: (I did not use any)

Hard (2 pts): Quote Muhammad Ali

Easy (1 pt): Mention the Tanzanian currency

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love and Zombies



~ Love and Zombies ~

 

Too many people have died of a broken heart

time passes, are you ready to chance it again?

There is really no such thing as a fresh start

yet sometimes you need more than a friend

 

Time passes, are you ready to chance it again?

You've believed for so long that love is dead

yet sometimes you need more than a friend

to eradicate the demons inside your head

 

You've believed for so long that love is dead

like a zombie that comes back to life again.

To eradicate the demons inside your head,

somehow hope returns through thick and thin

 

Like a zombie that comes back to life again

love resurfaces and scares you to death

somehow hope returns though thick and thin

a leap of faith starts with the deepest breath

 

Love resurfaces and scares you to death

there is really no such thing as a fresh start

A leap of faith starts with the deepest breath

too many people have died of a broken heart.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone & Tyler Myrth: November 20, 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 



Windswept Dreams

~ Windswept Dreams ~

 

Windswept dreams, a heart seeking shelter

weary from existing helter-skelter
in a catacomb of broken souls,

lost on a path that Fear controls

 

Windswept dreams? A romantic's passion

misleading the heart in dangerous fashion

eschewing caution when the heart is smitten

for a poet's love, yearning to be written

 

Windswept dreams, scatter far and wide

a Hail-Mary of hope, blanket the countryside

cross mountains and seas with humbled grace

and return to me with love's embrace.

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: November 19, 2016

 

 

 

 

***

 

I wrote this from a word challenge,

having asked my friends to each give me a word. 

Below are the words they gave me,

and I used the ones in bold:

 

 

heart / windswept / smitten / dangerous / bereft /

mountain / emerald / catacomb / grace / humbled /

sanctimonious / flake / sylvan / bullocks

 

 





Delusion

 



Drink to me

your delusion

I keep hope alive

reality's intrusion

 

taste my faith

your resolution

I bleed the greys
harboring confusion

 

absorb my strength

breathe its misconception

I mask the pain

denying restitution

 

embrace the spider's kiss

there is no more than this.

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: November 5, 2016

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia Week 37.9

Topic:  More Than This

 

Bonuses:

 

Hard (2 pts): Quote Pablo Picasso ("Drink to me")

Easy (1 pt): Incorporate "the sands of time" (I did not)

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Black Rains

 

 

Underneath the shade of misconception

words that don't mean a thing

weigh heaviest on broken wings

 

silence sings and emptiness rings

words curl up and drift away

their meaning lost when no one stays

 

wounds never heal, insecurities bleed

in the dark, the black rains come

seeking redemption, then drowning the need

beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear.

 

 

Dahlia Ramone:  October 16, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia Week 35.9

Topic:  Black Rain

 

Bonuses: Hard (2 pts): Incorporate a Johnny Cash lyric *

Easy (1 pt): Include a fireball (I didn't)

 

* "beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear" - 'Hurt'

 

 

 

 

 



Full Moon, Madness and a Solitary Whisper



"There are some things you don't come back from.

You either live with them, or you don't"

- Martinez from The Walking Dead

 

 

~ Full Moon, Madness and a Solitary Whisper ~

 

Ebony skies

darkness cries

a misplaced moon

madness consumes

 

is this real? am I here?

wake, wake up

 

swimming in lies

stars in disguise

a full moon mirage

felled by sabotage

 

keep walking? or disappear?

wake, wake up

 

consciousness revised

by the onslaught of spies

called upon by the mind

to rob the heart blind

 

am I insane? is nothing sincere?

wake, wake up

 

stillness becomes my demise

uncertain how to rise

every direction

is a question

 

can a windless night carry a whisper?

wake, wake up

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: September 18, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 31.9 Topic: Full Moon Madness

 

Bonuses:

Hard (2 pts): Incorporate a quote from The Walking Dead

Easy (1 pt): Include the word "bucolic" (I did not)

 

 

"Is this real? Am I here? Wake, wake up" - Rick

"Keep walking" - Rick

"Every direction is a question" - Abraham

 

 

 



The Faltering

~ The Faltering ~

 

In the dark of night, I falter

having tripped across your altar

I tried to make my heart adjust

when asked to once again face Trust

 

'hear my voice; hear my voice' I plead

apparently, you found no need

and I learned your love was unjust

when asked to once again face Trust

 

nail to coffin, you were one more

to a truth I cannot ignore:

time and patience just turns to dust

when asked to once again face Trust

 

in the dark of night, I falter

when asked to once again face Trust.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: September 11, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 30.9 Topic:  Dark of Night

 

Bonuses:

Hard (2 pts): Incorporate a lyric by The Talking Heads *

Easy (1 pt): Include a Shakespearean character **

 

* 'Patience' (fict) is an attendant on Katherine, in Henry VIII

** 'Hear my voice, hear my voice' ("Warning Sign")

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





~ Before the Winter Moon ~

 

~ Before the Winter Moon ~

 

Memories ripple

like time, indefinite

like my love - my downfall

inevitable and bittersweet

 

we knew the risk

we were of two different worlds

but what did a far-off future matter

when time would stop and the sky would fall

every time we came together?

 

"I guess we'll make love under the Cherry Moon"

you'd whisper in my ear each night

my return smile would get lost in your kiss

the sky turned indigo

and the moon blushed

as you took me across that forbidden bridge

 

you're the wind and the rain

you've got a river that takes away my pain

drowned my ghosts and made me sane

but while we loved, we loved in vain

 

the tide pulled, the moon turned

and winter came too soon

I closed my eyes, you slipped away

and all the midnights in the world

couldn't bring you back to me.

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  May 22, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia Week 14.9

 

Topic:  Smile

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2 pts): Use a Prince lyric in your blog *

(Easy, 1 pt): Mention your favorite board game **

 

* Prince lyrics:

"Like time, indefinite" (Reflection)

"Time would stop and the sky would fall" (One Kiss At A Time)

"I guess we'll make love under the Cherry Moon" (Under The Cherry Moon)

"You're the wind and the rain / you've got a river that takes away my pain"

(My Love Is Forever)

"All the midnights in the world" (All The Midnights In The World)

 

** Board game (not my faves, but still board games):

Downfall / Risk / Indigo / Forbidden Bridge / Ghosts

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silence is not golden

 

 

"You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see,

but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel"

~ Johnny Depp

 

***

 

"Wishing you were here, honey"

"You're the reason my heart beats"

"We're going to have an awesome future together"

"Wish I was there helping you. One day that will not be an issue"

"I'm gonna hate my night; I won't have you by my side"

"I will get there for New Year's, no matter what"

"I miss you and need you, baby"
"Thinking of you, baby"

 

 

Do you remember the words you said

from summer, half into December?

 

In the beginning, you told me you trusted too easily

and that you'd been played before

Those words are a little ironic now, don't you think?

 

What were you thinking about me, on December 17th?

And December 20th... 25th... 27th?

Those days I texted you, and received only silence

What about December 31st, when I texted you to tell you Happy New Year?

A day you told me you'd be here with me, 'no matter what'

but you never told me you weren't coming out

you just stopped telling me anything

 

Six more times in January

I tried reaching out to you

six more times, I was met with silence

 

There were only four times, in a month's span

when I'd receive a random text from you

I'd reply, trying to engage you in conversation
but you'd just ignore me again

 

Silence is golden?

My ass.  Silence is pain

Silence is questioning what went wrong

What did I do?  Who are you?

Silence is the absence of closure

 

February 16th, I reached out to you one final time

I knew it was over, even if you never said goodbye

I told you I needed closure

I asked why you just walked away

I asked you to be honest with me

 

And your answer was complete silence

you had gone from loving to stone cold

in the span of a few weeks

I deserved truth, but there was no truth anymore

perhaps, there never was

 

Imagine my shock, and the hurt

when I found out you married in the middle of February

rendering everything you said to me above, a lie

 

I suspect now, you knew her before

and I was just played to try to win her back;

barely two months after you were calling me baby

you are calling her your princess, and the love of your life

perhaps she is, and you finally got what you wanted

 

You just picked one hell of a way to go about getting it.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  May 1, 2016

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

 

Week 11.9 Topic: Silence is Golden

 

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2 pts): Quote Johnny Depp (There is no truth anymore)

(Easy, 1 pt): Incorporate a medical device (I did not)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Here I Am

 

"From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

a light from the shadows shall spring;

renewed shall be blade that was broken

the crownless shall again be king"

J.R.R. Tolkien (The Fellowship of the Ring)

 

 

Here I am

in the joyous summer

when you discovered me

your words so sweet, they swept me in

as you spoke of our future

and how much you needed me

I believed it all, basking in your romance

and in your arms, I finally felt at home

 

"False hopes are more dangerous than fears"

 

Here I am

in the bleak midwinter

when I discovered you

I learned your truth as your shoulder grew colder

that you past wasn't really in the past

proof of my presence was meant for display

purpose served, I was discarded

as wedding bells rang for you

 

"How do you move on?

You move on when your heart finally understands

that there is no turning back"

 

Here I am

at the edge of spring

trying to find myself again

crawling back from the hell of betrayal

where hope lies in ashes

and empty words weigh me down

 

yet I rise

with a quiet strength I had forgotten 

dusting off your lies and false pretenses

I turn toward the sun, determined

to reclaim the fighter in me

I focus on not looking back

as each step takes me

farther away from you.

 

"I have passed through fire and deep water, since we parted.

I have forgotten much that I thought I knew,

and learned again much that I had forgotten."

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  February 28, 2016

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

 

Week 2.9 Topic:  In the Bleak Midwinter

Bonus Points:

(Hard 2 pts:) Incorporate a Lyle Lovett lyric (Here I Am)

(Easy, 1 pt:) Use a quote from J.R.R. Tolkien (in italics)

 

"False hopes are more dangerous than fears"

J.R.R. Tolkien (The Children of Hurin)

 

"How do you move on? You move on when your heart

Finally understands there is no turning back."

J.R.R. Tolkien

 

"I have passed through fire and deep water, since we parted.

I have forgotten much that I thought I knew,

And learned again much that I had forgotten."

J.R.R. Tolkien (The Lord of the Rings)

 

 

 

 



Crossroads

~ Crossroads ~

 

You left your fingerprints on my soul

the connection, a thousand kisses deep

and I cannot erase the memories

 

because of you, I measured everyone

by how well they thought they knew me

and the results always ended in darkness

 

the night comes on, the moon comes out

and I implore her to show me

the place where I belong

 

She smiles at my confusion

and says everybody knows what they need

once they figure out what 'home' means

 

a person...a place... a sense of familiarity

what puts you at peace

who makes you feel safe?

 

I sift through an avalanche of emotions

and weigh the years gone by

wondering if they've changed anything

 

time can change everything or nothing

but when I close my eyes and think of you

it just feels like going home

 

in my secret life

I am always coming back to you

because you never left my heart

 

we have two choices:

I can leave well enough alone

or you can take this longing

and dance me to the end of love.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramones:  February 21, 2016
 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia:

 

Week 1.9 Topic:  Two Choices

 

Bonus prompts:

(Hard, 2 pts):  Use three Leonard Cohen Titles*

(Easy, 2 pt):  Incorporate a confession

(you never left my heart)

 

*I used multiple song titles:

Fingerprints

A Thousand Kisses Keep

Memories

Because Of

Always

Darkness

Night Comes On

Show Me The Place

Everybody Knows

Avalanche

It Just Feels

Going Home

In My Secret Life

Coming Back To You

Take This Longing

Dance Me To The End of Love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Letting Go

 

~ Letting Go ~

 

High on a ledge above the sea, lost in thoughts

balanced on the edge of reality, not the one she sought

she couldn't go back, she had loved for naught

she couldn't go forward, her heart too distraught

 

the awakening came without a sound

a gradual dawning as he stopped coming around

no goodbye offered, no closure found

no anger to carry onto a battleground

 

in limbo on a ledge, and she couldn't understand

how forever turned to never, was that how he planned?

or did she disappoint, were they doomed beforehand?

their time played in an hourglass that ran out of sand

 

words of romance long cut off, only silence in their place

yet she remembered them each time she sought his face

she knew she lost something she could never replace

~ her heart ~ for it still beats for his embrace

 

torn with indecision, she didn't know how to be okay

to see if he was happy, she knew she'd have to stay

but she couldn't continue living in this state of disarray

so she wished him well, let go, and slipped away.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: February 7, 2016

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 51.8 topic:  Lost in Seaside Thoughts (I paraphrased it)

Bonus Points:

(Hard, 2 puts): Create a desperate action for your character

(Easy, 1 pt): Mention a Charlton Heaton movie (The Awakening)

 

 

 

 

 



Decimated Daisies

 



"But only in their dreams can men be truly free.

It was always thus and always thus will be"

(Robin Williams)

 

 

~ Decimated Daisies ~

 

Deep in the realm of fairytales

where truth is dreamt and dreams are true

unchained hearts float through the sky

free to love, received in kind

 

suspended in make-believe

we reveled in the fantasy

scripting a life together

you were the pen, I drank your words

 

you painted flowers on my soul

daisies for pureness and light of heart

I would have traded a kingdom

to follow you on paths unknown

 

but fairytales aren't without peril;

our story turned from lush to grey

with the invasion of reality

the pen went dry, the pages bare

 

unchained hearts? a broken dream

echoes in the stillness of your absence

leaving me alone, a soul full of daisies

each with an even number of petals.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone: February 2, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 50.8 Topic:  Unchained Heart

Bonus Points:

Hard, (2 puts): Use a Robin Williams quote

Easy, 1 pt): Incorporate the words "critic's choice" (I did not)

 

 

 



Intangible

 

 

"I try to remember a kiss

and I get only sorrow

and yesterday's faded away

now there's only tomorrow"

(Psychedelic Furs' lyrics from 'Angels Don't Cry')

 

***

 

~ Intangible ~



I am the night and you are the moon

I always came out for you

but you played to your own tune

 

I engaged the stars to help me see

and searched for a face I once knew

you called on the clouds, to hide from me

 

indigo, midnight, fade to black

my hue deepened by morning's dew

as I realized you weren't coming back

 

early fire, ashes now

we couldn't see it through

perhaps we burned too bright, somehow

 

together forever, that's what we planned

I don't know what was ever true

you didn't leave me anything that I can understand

 

so here we are, tragically strewn

you live in me, and I for you

I am the night and you are the moon.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramones: January 24, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 49.8 Topic:  I am the Night

Bonus Points (Hard, 2 pts): Incorporate a lyric

from the Psychedelic Furs

("you didn't leave me anything that I can understand"

from 'All of This and Nothing'

(Easy, 1 pt): Mention early fires

 

 

 

 

 



Winter's Heart

 



"A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe

and leaves before she is left" ~ Marilyn Monroe

 

 

~ Winter's Heart ~

 

 

the starkness of winter

enshrouds a landscape

that knows one season

weighing down a heavy heart

 

perennial dreams lie dormant

waiting for a chance

to break through the staunch silence

that blankets them

so anxious for another chance

so easy to ignore

 

but sometimes, winter never ends

 

and summer was nothing more

than a passage of time

its days inconsequential

because they were numbered
counting down to the moment

they would be swallowed up by winter

 

And what was once called beautiful

Is now discarded

a forward-thinking dream, forgotten

absent a promise of Spring

but a promise, sometimes doesn't mean a thing.

 

 

(c) Dahlia Ramones:  January 22, 2016

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia  48.8

Topic:  "Starkness of Winter"

Bonus Points (Hard, 2 puts): Include a Marilyn Monroe quote (above poem)

(Easy, 1 pt): Incorporate purgatory (I did not)

 

 

 

 

 



The Absence of Words



 

~ The Absence of Words ~

 

A well-worn path cuts through the night

heart to moon, a love to make right

going nowhere, Hope runs aground

and silence is the only sound

 

A favorite song, clear yet haunting

evokes memories, now taunting

like words without meaning, they drown

and silence is the only sound

 

Don't think of all that could have been

just vow to never try again

for not all things lost can be found

And silence is the only sound

 

A well-worn path cuts through the night

and silence is the only sound.

 

© Dahlia Ramone: January 3, 2016