My eager eyes wait
as you stand across the bridge
when will it come down?
as you stand across the bridge
when will it come down?
Inspired by the theme at
Daily prompt - Drawbridge
Friday, August 31, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
The Father
Little you wake up
a grotesque dream
a pungent nightmare
In darkness
the walls stare
you lay there with no one to take care
he is long gone
the days have passed when you mourned
they say, "time heals"
but your wounds aren't sealed
memories creep in
and the wounds are peeled
At 2 you wake up
enveloped with sweat
the nightmare you have met
your palms cup your face
the little you all alone in this maze
You miss his presence
your life's essence
a man you remember
your hands reach for the phone
his number is on speed dial
its starts to ring
and a voice pours out
you are still
silent
listening to the voice attentively
as he comforts you
and tells you
Father is here.
For Vincent Van Ross and the little girl she knows.
a grotesque dream
a pungent nightmare
In darkness
the walls stare
you lay there with no one to take care
he is long gone
the days have passed when you mourned
they say, "time heals"
but your wounds aren't sealed
memories creep in
and the wounds are peeled
At 2 you wake up
enveloped with sweat
the nightmare you have met
your palms cup your face
the little you all alone in this maze
You miss his presence
your life's essence
a man you remember
your hands reach for the phone
his number is on speed dial
its starts to ring
and a voice pours out
you are still
silent
listening to the voice attentively
as he comforts you
and tells you
Father is here.
For Vincent Van Ross and the little girl she knows.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Haiku Soul, August 16, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
Stars Haiku August 06, 2012
Airplane's blinking lights
merge with the night's color
they are my new stars.
merge with the night's color
they are my new stars.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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