Starlit Dreams



Once upon a time

on a starlit night

I dreamt of you

 

I didn't know you, of course

you were only a figment

of the moon and the stars

a gentle breeze that I could feel

but couldn't hold

 

I imagined

a mischievous smile in the twinkling lights

a loving heart as wide as the indigo sky

and a kind soul as soothing as the moon

 

I traced lines in the sky

drawing a path

through the universe

that might lead me to you

 

you may say I'm a dreamer

but I'm not the only one

for as long as the stars and the moon

inhabit the sky

romantics will trace their silhouettes

and try to connect the dots.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  November 19, 2017

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia



Week 39.10 Topic:  Lines in the Sky

 

Bonus Prompts:

Hard (2 pts): Use a quote or lyric from John Lennon *

Easy (1 pt):  Incorporate the phrase "starlit night"

 

* You may say I'm a dreamer but I'm not the only one

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Moon to Moon

 

~ Moon to Moon ~

 

Sitting in a clearing

my heart sees the fern at the edges

intricate as lace and soft as silk

oh, my heart longs to lie in its luxury

to get lost in teal-colored dreams

and let my heart sail to a faraway land

where it is only me and him

at the beginning of our own era

 

but the dreams are a sham

and I awake in the rain

 

my brain is my prison cell

and I am lost in a maze

of my own doing

 

I react

but I do not err on the side of caution

instead, my body begins to arch

in anticipation of my impetuousness

I con myself into thinking

there is no other way

and I aim for the moon

lashing out in desperation

into the ail storm I've created

 

I intended to pit crater against crater

(the one where my heart used to reside

against the one in the sky)

 

but my battle cries ring thin

as I realize in my gut

that the moon has not forsaken me

and this was the beginning to an end

 

crater to crater

becomes moon to moon

and neither moon will die tonight

 

my pain begins to ebb

spent, I look up at the moon

and for the first time,

I listen

 

the rain turns to mist

the air turns sweet

and I see

 

I am the indigo of the night

I am the dewdrops on the fern

I am the moon in my heart

And he is now a memory

 

I apologize to the moon

said I never meant her any ill will

'keep me strong' I asked of her

as I turned to move on

 

I didn't look back

but I knew she followed me

and I heard her when she whispered

with the gentlest of breezes

"as you wish."

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  November 5, 2017

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 27.10 Topic:  Lost in a Maze

 

Bonus Prompts:

Hard (2 pts): Include a quote from your favorite 80s movie *

Easy (1 pt): Mention something you love to cook (I didn't)

 

* "As you wish" from The Princess Bride

(last line)

 

 

 

Side note:  For this poem, I used the following link to make anagrams out of some of my friends' names (this is something that I did back in 2010(ish) on MySpace).  Feel free to use the link if you'd like to try this - it's a fun challenge :)

 

http://www.wordplays.com/anagrammer

 

These are my friends' names (and their anagrams) that I used:

 

Andrea (and / era)

Brian (brain)

Carter (crater)

Charlie (arch / lie)

Christine (cries/thin)

Colleen (cell / one)

DeAnna (end / an / a)

Debbie (die / ebb)

Donna (and / on)

Fernando (fern / and / a)

Halkios (silk / oh / a)

Leslie (ill / see)

Leta (teal)

Lia (ail)

Linda (land / I)

Lisa (sail)

Maria (air / am)

Marina (rain / am)

Michael (him / lace)

Monica (con / aim)

Patti (pit / at)

Rutgers (gut / err)

Stephen (he / spent)

Thomas (sham / to)