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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

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.

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

Sunday, November 20, 2016

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.

Saturday, November 19, 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.

***

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

Saturday, November 5, 2016

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.

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)

Sunday, October 16, 2016

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'

Sunday, September 18, 2016

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

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

Sunday, September 11, 2016

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.

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")