￼ Petals in the breeze In memories we’re twirling Blown away too soon Sitting in our cozy chairs Our youth remembered like Spring
Leaves pirouette in twirling strains of rust, a fragmentary demise. I rub the autumn fog from my spectacles, but moist mists steal my joyous vision eclipsing the dancers. Like the weather and the nature it provokes, I am betwixt and between. A good place, methinks, here, twirling with the leaves.
She skipped and frolicked like a firefly at night, the full moon making quicksilver of her waist-length hair. Elfin, I marvelled as she pirouetted and sang unable to tear my eyes off her. One step closer; a twig crunched, like moonlight in day, she vanished, dancing shadows her legacy.
Amidst the falling leaves, she pirouetted. How someone could be so full of life, when all about her faded, astounded me? But, maybe, that was her secret? She shone through the decay. An earthbound moonbeam, cleaving aside all that it was to be mortal, I watched her in her joy. She exuded a summer gone […]
She only sought to chase the moon Stepping out, would be back soon. She danced into the crystal light Twirling, whirling, through the night, Over hill and across the sea, Wherever moon was there was she. Silhouette of happiness She wore a smile and silken dress, And silver shoes of moonbeam dew Laced with love a potent stew. She never did go home again She’d left […]
Written for and inspired by Kimberly. Check out her great blog. How Karen loved those red shoes Flaunted Disobeyed her adopted mother Relentless Wore them always to church Blasphemous Wore them whilst her mother took ill Uncaring Even wore them to her parent’s funeral Disgusting Showed them off to a passing soldier Chastised And as if by magic, Karen danced Twirled She pirouetted, kicked, sashayed Unstoppable Tore through streets, […]
Sing for me, darlin’, Sweeten the night. Invite me, angel, Carouse this evenin’. Dance till sweat drips, Slides to the floor. Purr for me, pussycat, Lick at your fur, On this hot as hell midnight; This dripping season. (Amazing image courtesy of badcciintra on deviantart.com)
Note: another favourites poem for my great friend Caddo. A brilliant poetess, I hope this is okay for her. Forget-me-not moments, Blue like gentle spirit. Shrouded in seclusion, A fog if you will, She searches through memories Long since past. And there it is, laughter, love, The answer to heartfelt prayers. The grey mists part to a burnished dance floor. She knows it […]
Of no consequence this chaos, No rubble do I see, Peeling paint is but a blur As I twist, and turn, and dance. I move to the forgotten heartbeat Of a time where more was less. Where these walls dripped opulence, And glamour, and insincerity. I dance as I did then, But with no more […]