My dreams haunt the old neighborhood
and dead people Continue reading
I was doing okay
preparing my way
saying meditative thoughts Continue reading
I have not been part of the dVerse universe for a bit, but was thrilled to see this “prompt” and the beautiful pictures shared by Sharon Knight at sunearthsky, each of which could easily produce a poem. And the ones she’s inspired!
I selected the following picture, which spoke to me–because, yes, inanimate objects DO speak to me. 😉
Please visit her website to see more of her stunning photographs. Continue reading
For November Notes, Possession by Sarah McLachlan.
Steal my hand
I am everything
you’re my life
my blood pulsing
you’re my obsession
hear my confession
you see me
as the darkness
I’m your savior
Written for November Notes, Day 1 (ha! catch up in full force), The Night We Met by Lord Huron.
We knew each other in daylight, but night was where we came alive. Hands and fingers and lips devouring, rhapsodizing some mystical force deep in the earth’s belly, deep in my belly. I hear the magic bass thumping through my heart, resuscitation, and long for one more night with you, but stark day pervades, like a killing virus, invades.