Thinking (Acrostic Only)

Hi all,

This post is written for Acrostic Only.

Thoughts desperate and loose
Harping her corner blues
Inclining on moon wings
Notes on silver strings
Knitting in night hour
Illuminating dreams lay sour
Naked night slowly bends
Gyrating pendulum never ends

Teenage Hero

Hi bloggers,

This is a free style poem I wrote. I hope you enjoy!

In the midnight
Of his adolescence
The preponderance
To sit still
On the windowsill
Of remembrance
Mirror of disgust
An awkward lust
To thrust
His teenage mind
Into the future
Disguise his angst
His pimply face
Four eyed geekness
Without a trace
Suave Clark Kent
Down a descent
Perchance a hero
Erase the zero
Manifesto of mind
He hits rewind
Within he is bold
The chapter unfolds

Pause (O.S.I.)

Hi bloggers,

This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is pause.

She paused
With each heart beat
Rising crescendo
Butterfly heart
Singing alive
She paused
Full of rhythm
And soul
Red beauty
Pulsating and whole
Laying her palm
Against her chest
She paused

Trip Round the World

Hi bloggers,

It's been awhile since I posted for Thursday Tales. This week's entry is inspired by PompaElite.

“I’ll take a trip round the world papa,” Gloria laughed. She was amused by the neon lights and painted clown faces. Papa grinned back at her with his righteous smile. She saw an image of herself in his large glasses, twinkling in the dark.

“How about the merry-go-round?” He hoisted her up on his shoulders, and she watched the majestic horses rise and float on air. They were lemon dropped, gray, red, and blue. He cradled her softly in his arms and squeezed her in a big embrace.

“I love horses,” she laughed and sprinted towards the line of children. Papa lifted her on a rose colored horse, and she leaned in close to his face.

“I’ll be right here watching you,” he whispered and kissed her black, curly forehead. She raised her head up and smiled. He watched her rise and fall on the red horse. The merry-go-round soon became a vast, circle of colors. He caught a glimpse of her spinning madly, fluttering in a whirl of children and carnival lights.

He remembered the evening as she met him in a trail of white. She was an ethereal bride in crystals and pearls. Her dark curls were swept up in a crown.

“Papa, one last trip around the world?” Her grin was infectious as she slipped into his arms. He embraced his daughter once more.

“Yes, my little Gloria.” And they glided down the aisle as the world spun in place.

Sky Watch: Royal Sky

The sky royally greeted me in deep purple and fuchsia. Daylight Savings Time will end this week so I hope to capture some thrilling skies before darkness. Until next time...

Happy Sky Watch to all!!

Fancy (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is fancy.

It would please her
To permeate his skin
In deep rose and dusk
Her love satiated
By the gravity of lips and touch
How she fancied the evening
Starlit nightingales
And the moon
An island for two
The wind their orchestra
Universe etched in their names
But oh his incessant games!
Unromantic, unrepentant fool
He sleeps, growls, and drools
Candlelight for the lonely heart
She bottled the evening
Extinguished yearning after dark

Post October Fright

Hi all,

I planned on posting this for Halloween, but here is a bit of late October Fright. I hope you all enjoyed the festivities this weekend!!

She was mummified in a pair of velvet sheets. The room was still scented in lavender, and a flame flickered dangerously in the wind. She heard the crackle of thunder and sprang up. The rain blew viciously from the open window. She staggered towards the curtains and laid her head against the wet night. She heaved with all her weight, and the window shut with a resolute thud.

She slinked towards the bed in a dreamy haze. She felt an icy chill against her neck. Her candle was extinguished by a foreign breath. The curtains lunged at her body narrowly missing her. Suddenly, her bed shook, rose, and blocked the door. Darkness swam across her legs like an ominous sea. Shadows grew like vines against the walls.

Her heart catapulted from her ribcage and laid like a delicate, pink rose upon the floor. She glanced down in horror but she didn’t dare pick it up. Her eyes gleamed as the moon awaiting some unknown end.