these eyes of yours are
magically musical
I hear violins
when you flutter them at me
guitars chip in when you smile

November Writing Prompts

the moon is still dark
it waits for you to enter
my life like a sun
give me endless glow of your
tender love, care, affection

the moon is still dark
it waits for you to enter
my life like a breeze
drive away the clouds that mark
my brow – insecurities

the moon is still dark
it waits for you to enter
my life like a man
claim what is rightfully yours
part my hair and see full moon

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 62

in an ornate dam
she tries to tame a cascade
her hair tied in clutch
tethered triumphs sit smugly
head and shoulders above rest

November Writing Prompts

has entered the realm
of reliability
our relationship
I weave new dreams – you promptly
unravel to disclose strings

November Writing Prompts

futile trying to
defend a line drawn on sand
just as it is quite
senseless to close your fist to
stem the flow of sand through it

In response to Weekly Writing Prompt #163 – 5 Words:
|CLOSE|SAND|DEFEND|STEM|LINE|

separating kids
from families at border
is it justified
will some common sense prevail
will humanity survive

#Weekly Poetry Challenge – Week 101: Family & Survive