Poetry…in Motion
Help me find my way to get through you
There’s not much options i can do
I am lost and i am tired
It has been a long way
Still i cant see
The light
Hold me
Take me there
To where you are now
Even just for a moment please
Let me see you through at the end
I need this chance to see you wave adieu
Written for Helene of Willow Poetry
Photo prompt for this week:
She is not your average girl
Not even by far close to normal
She’s off-kilter
Weird
Cranky
Bizzare
Her smile though
Is romantic
Promising and charming
It wrinkles up her face
And when its gone
You knew its hidden somewhere
You alone can find
She is not your average girl
Not even by far close to normal
She’s off-kilter
Eccentric
Wacky
Crazy
Her heart though
Is affectionate
Amiable but ambitious
It makes her vulnerable
And when she’s weak
You knew its her strength
You alone bring out the hero in her
Oh how you love her just perfectly.
HAPPY HEART’S DAY EVERYONE❤❤❤
Written for:
BrewNCafe – February 11, 2019
Word/expression of the week – off-kilter – (adjective and adverb) – not in perfect balance, not in the usual, expected, or correct condition or state.
I was a ballerina
standing on tiptoes
finding balance
if i lean to right or left
i fall over
You were my fulcrum
creating stability
and equilibrium
you bring the waves
in my mind
to a halt
leading me
to my centerpoint
my stillness
my heart.
P.S.
Who would you consider to be your support/balance? Are they people whom you can leverage success and happiness?
If not, find some!
Written for V.J.’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE #35: BALANCE
Two little boys enjoying their “touching” moment with this adorable farm goat..
Even a simple touch while in bed can lull someone to sleep.
Warm and affectionate touch
What every child need
To develop long -term
Of sense of worth, security
And of emotional resilience
A single touch
Can be worth than a thousand
“I love you’s”
Posted for:
Friday Foto Fun – Texture by calmkate
A child, so called
Of lies and compromises
Of deceits untold
And of broken promises
Living a double life
Pretending to be forthright
And never been in strife
A child, she just wants tonight
Written for Helene of Willow Poetry, photo prompt of the week:
Empty- poem
Strained and bruised
Pained and bothered
Fell in darkness
Consumed in the abyss
Exploding in a minute
Warning without limit
Empty heart
Broken apart
Estoy Dolido, mi amor.
Written for:
BrewNSpew Cafe, where writers meet
Word/expression of the week – empty – (adjective) – containing nothing; not filled or occupied.
Thump-poem
As i lay in bed last night
I dream of you and slept tight
And in my dream i got thump
I felt a huge gigantic hump
Over my shoulders
I shed some tears
I am pushed away
And off i stay
The banging
And thumping
Continued
I cried
It pains
It hurts
Heavy
Steady
Woke up in a dream
Oh how my tears run in stream
I painfully cry
I could die
That huge gigantic hump
I felt i got thump
Was my heart beating in agony
You left me in dismay.
Note:
This is in response to Diana’s photo prompt for February – a Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala.
You can check out her February challenge here
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/47652712/posts/2157235242
I wanted to write something about the elephant and the cute little mice on its literal sense; but i realized it would be so much fun to give this adorable elephant a different life and a different persona (so to say).
