Category Archives: Poems

Luna, Goddess of the Moon

26 Tuesday Jan 2016

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Soft as velvet, blackened night
Luminous orb through shadows bright
Full in wonder, shining bright
Mesmerize us with celestial light

Illuminate the darkened sky
As the clouds go slowly drifting by
Enticing us from way up high
You captivate and mystify

Seducing us with golden splendor
To you, alas, we must surrender
Luna, Goddess of the Moon
With you, we are at last, attune

 

 

This was Sunday night’s full moon, taken from my front porch.  The clouds almost look like the face of an alien/skeleton, but I chose to romanticize it 🙂

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The Abduction

25 Monday Jan 2016

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Whispers, silence in the night

Shadows, figures in the light

Footsteps, echo off the ground

Bodies, scattering around

Screaming, nothing can be heard

Blindness, filters the absurd

Evil, gathering its flock

Spirits, race against the clock

Sunlight, rising in the east

Demons end their deadly feast

 

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Burn

25 Monday Jan 2016

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Feel my warmth against your skin

A fire simmers from deep within

A heart, surrenders, to a touch

Lips against lips, in a silent hush

Two body’s crash in a single burn

Flesh upon flesh in a single turn

Feelings that can no longer hide

Release this yearning ache inside

Passionate cravings, fuel for the fire

Two become one in heated desire

 

 

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Impressions

24 Sunday Jan 2016

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Drifting from above

Crystal coated fingerprints

Leaving impressions

 

 

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French Toast

23 Saturday Jan 2016

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With this wonderful snowstorm, and all the crazies out yesterday, I just had to reshare this poem from 2014 🙂

OJ French Toast
I still don’t have the answer
To a question asked
So long ago
Why do you buy milk, eggs and bread
When someone mentions snow

Does this sinfully sweet
Breakfast fare
Make us become a little manic
If we don’t get the ingredients
Do we all begin to panic

Do the slices of bread
With their cinnamon swirl
Remind you of riding a sled

Or the soft golden butter
Melting over the top
Remind you of warm days ahead

Do the fluffy white flakes
Falling down from the sky
Remind you of powdered confection

Or the syrup that’s oozing
Dripping over the sides
Remind you of sweet perfection

I want to know the simple truth
About this French Toast story
I’m pretty sure it’s not just snow
That gives it all its glory

 

 

Here’s the original story that asked the burning question: What Is It About Snow & French Toast?

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