Tag: love

Still Here

Still Here

Your essence remains
In this place where we would come
Like an intoxicating fragrance 
still lingering in the stillness of night
I sense your presence all around
and tension leaves my body
A slight movement of leaves 
reassuring, calming
The breeze caresses my skin
Reminding me of your touch
Moonlight reflects on the water
Illuminating where we once stood 
Promising our love to each other
Forever and evermore
And I still do
You are gone from me now
but you are always here




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Word Prompts

Movement - RDP

Ripples

Ripples

In youth
we search for those
appealing to the eye
Their beauty would cause
a heart to skip
and our desires
live at the forefront
of their presence
 
We decorate each other
in brilliance of diamonds
and hold the other
in high esteem
as a possession
Only the most fortunate
can hold on to the gift
bestowed on them
 
Many will lose their grasp
and happiness slips away
over and over
The sting of pain
unseen, internal
Love a gift that
keeps on giving
Healing wounds
 
Scars remain
of memories faded
Dissolving in the lake
of recollection where
coming, going,
the waterbirds
don’t leave a trace
only ripples of once was
 
 
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All Rights Reserved

Laura Bloomsbury is hosting D'Verse and has prompted
us with "Stepping off the sidewalk" and allowing ourselves
to look inside ourselves. (I chose number 2 -  by Dogen)

Here are 8 fragments from the mystic poets as prompt. Choose ONE, include the words in your poem or title if you wish, or write it as an Epigraph at the start of your poem and always cite the author too.


1. Our hearts irrigate the earth. We are fields before each other (Thomas Aquinas)
2. Coming, going, the waterbirds don’t leave a trace (Dogen)
3. Why should not the water find delight in the floral fragrance of its own rippled surface? (Jnanadev)
4. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night (Gibran)
5. Like a ruby held up to the sunrise. Is it still a stone, or a world made of redness? (Rumi)
6. My heart was split, and a flower appeared (Solomon)
7. The mountain path leads skyward and dissolves into light (Tukaram)
8. Ask no questions of the moth in the candle flame (Attar)

Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay 
 

Yes America!

This is a great day in America! The votes have been counted and the people have spoken. Our beautiful diverse country has come together again in a united voice of love and respect for one another, because we are better that way. We say “Yes to love and no to hate”. Goodbye Trump. You will not be missed.

This Tweet and video cover today’s prompts, and more!

Jour - Stream of Consciousness
Diversity- RDP
Count - Word of the Day
Prolific - FOWC

Fools’ Folly

Fools’ Folly

A connection
electrically charged
Stopping both
in their tracks
Hearts pierced by arrows
short circuiting brains
Stupid smiles
with gibberish speech
Foolish decisions made
and caution thrown
carelessly to the winds
Castle built on sand
with foundations weak
The house of love
no more than a folly
Pretty on the outside
empty on the inside
Completely useless
and a waste of time
 
 
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All Rights Reserved

Lisa is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
she has prompted us with the word 'Folly'

Image by stephen7272 from Pixabay

More Than a Kiss – Poem of the Month – October 2020

More Than a Kiss

You held my hand
as we walked 
Hummingbirds hovered
by bougainvillea
tumbling over
whitewashed walls
Sun tingling
tanned skin
As we stopped to kiss
a lightheadedness
from shared wine
released inhibitions 
You pulled me closer to you
Biting my lip
knowing I wanted more
Loving,
clawing, scratching
at the air
in silent screams
Desires sated
as light rain
showered
surprised
entwined bodies
Cooling
heated passions
Leaving our footprints
on parched sidewalks
The day turned sultry
as we resumed
our walk in silence
Introspective
Both knowing
more of what
was still to come
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Image by マサコ アーント from Pixabay 

Bjorn is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse

Word Prompts
Loving - Word of the Day
Footprint - RDP
Introspective - FOWC

Offerings

Offerings

A special place
of calming energy
Rocks
smooth to the touch
Warm and comforting
His presence felt here
More than a hundred 
times they had sat
in peaceful silence
but for the birds
and sounds of nature 
Now she sits alone
and remembers him
The tokens of love
She leaves each time
An evocation of images
and memories
A feather because
She feels caressed
by wings when lonely
The red Jasper stone
to keep her grounded
Accepting what she
cannot change
The pressed autumn leaf
that was delicately placed
between the pages
of his book
Reminding her of
those colder days
they had sat here
Then, just for fun
the red Lifesaver candies
His favorite


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © 

written for Sue Vincent’s weekly
write/photo - Tokens

Stream of Conciousness - More than a hundred
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