Lost in Space

 

Lost in the space between what could have been, and what was

I was color-blind to the red flags

I only saw you waving me in

and we danced like wild things

 

I was your Nancy

and you were my drug

I knew you would be the death of me

but you were a habit I couldn't kick

 

Oh, the subtly of words

and the intensity of a gaze

love is just another kind of drug

and I was living on it's roller-coaster high

until you sought another supplier

 

You loved, on the surface

while I loved with my heart

you were led by desire

while I - yes, I too was led by desire

 

But you would have begged to differ

oh, you would have begged

 

Now there is one less drug to seduce me

 

But I am the one left behind

the track marks on my heart make me weary

and I struggle with the need to fill them up

 

You know what they say about old habits

I'm just not sure which of us died the hardest.

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  January 28, 2017

 

 

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 49.9 Topic:  Lost in Space

 

Bonus Prompts:

Hard (2 pts):  Use the title of a song that was a Number One *

Easy (1 pt): Include a box of wine (I did not)

 

* "Habits" by Tov Lo

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





Under the New Year's Moon

~ Under the New Year's Moon ~

 

Ethereal keeper of dreams

(realized, and destined still)

you're all about the timing, it seems

I rest my fate upon your will

 

your solace I seek, resting within a mystic midnight trance

a soul yearning in quiet hope

whispering wishes upon stars for the chance

 

hope gently takes my hand

as the moon shines bright

and the stars form a band

all is right, it's our dance tonight

 

but while you sate me with your spell

I know our dance will end with morning's light

bathe me in faith - that I carry it well

through all the tomorrows within your sight

 

the clock strums a melody, purging another year in time

may my heart travel peacefully with you

leaving shattered pieces of yesterday behind

 

the pressure and adventure of living mount

we all need another soul (or two) to cling to

showing us everything, every moment count

I raise my glass on this moonlit night to you.

 

 

 

(c): January 2, 2017

a collab between

Dahlia Ramone, Tuscany Jones & Tyler Myth

 

 

 

 

 





The Color of Adventure

 

 

Dressed in pink, she said "hello."

He said "my name is Kai.

I don't like pink, and I don't remember you."

 

She just smiled and twirled and said

"hey, don't be such a surly boy

hey, you're such a pretty boy

you and I could rule the world."

 

More like 'rue' he thought in his head

but he couldn't look away

instead her looked her in the eye

and asked her "what's your name?"

 

"What's in a name" she laughed out loud

"call me what you like.

Just take my hand and follow me

adventure awaits, if you're not afraid."

 

He folded his arms across his chest

and said "I'm not afraid of you."

But his defiance was just an act

he knew he wouldn't walk away.

 

She fluffed her skirt and inched closer

"you don't trust me," she said with a pout.

"But I can make you believe

kiss me and you will see how important I am."

 

Her lips touched his, he didn't back away

and he knew his life would never be the same

as she whispered in his ear:

"welcome to my world."

 

(c) Dahlia Ramone:  January 2, 2017

 

 

This was written for Blogophilia

Week 469 Topic: "Adventure Awaits!"

 

Bonus Prompts:

Hard (2 pts): Use a lyric from a Depeche Mode song *

Easy (1 pt): Quote Sylvia Platt **

 

* "Hey, you're such a pretty boy" (What's your name)

"Welcome to my world" (Welcome to my World)

 

** Kiss me and you will see how important I am

 

 

 

 

 

 



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