Saturday, June 27, 2020

Stupefied, I Hope

My skull is spilling
familiar disappointment,
but my heart still hopes
your thoughts are just stupefied
not all empty of feeling.

photo by Nick Fewings, on Unsplash

 for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #26: “You can make anything by writing”). Really, writing is magic… we can make with our brains, hearts, and fingers.

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Of Your Twilight, the Darkness

Shadows can’t be without light, just like me. Without you, twisting my limbs in our secret garden of little deaths, I can’t find the self that makes me. In the Solstice of my tale, you are Sun: growth and blaze and life and the rest. I know you fear full night—I taste the truth in words you touch to my lips, in caresses you banter to keep, in every rebel gasp my voice rips out of that bit in your mind you’ve wished didn’t whole who you are…

let me be the heart
of your twilight, the darkness
balancing the light

photo by Shyam, on Unsplash
  - for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #25: Summer Solstice)