NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Yours

Look at me with your probing eyes,

Though I might not be much to look at.

Gently caress my shoulders,

Show me that I am desired,

That I am worth something to you.

Make me tremble with your touch.

Hear my heart, beating through my chest,

Read my face and know my every want.

Exhale softly revealing your needs

Then pull me in, closer than ever before,

Make me know I am forever yours.

April 21, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

The Lady and Her Earl

The lady and her Earl, sitting side by side

In a manicured garden with nothing to hide

Surrounded by lavender and citrus high

Along with just a hint of vanilla so shy.

The skies a brilliant blue with no clouds above,

And distant chirps of birds and coos of a dove.

Never had they felt something so true…

When upon the wind they heard I Love You

April 20, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Folly in the Meadow

She runs across the open field

Free from all that once hindered

Light as a feather, she almost floats

In waves of tall grass and flowers

Butterflies and other winged creatures

Float around her adorned head

A ring of wildflowers is her crown

She looks back behind her and sees

The smile she has long adored,

His laughter fills the air as he watches

Soon he takes off, chasing her down,

As he nears he grabs her waist

Lovingly and strong, he turns her around

Her face blushes from sun and the moment

As they spin together in each other’s arms.

Then one trips and down they go,

Giggling at their folly in the meadow

They find each other once more

And seal their lives together with a kiss.

April 18, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Spring Break

The piles grow above her head

More and more tasks and work

Furiously she works to clear them out,

One by one, only to be replaced by three more

The cycle is unending, no finish line to see

But the sun is shining and flowers in bloom

So instead she begins to plan her escape.

Tunneling through the mountain,

Finally finding a route to take.

She takes a few final steps,

addressing only the most important,

Sets on her responses to do not disturb

And makes her way out into the light.

April 15, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Midnight

The sun long gone, far away now

And the moon has slipped out of view

The darkness reveals twinkling stars

Dancing across the night sky.

Midnight falls upon the land

As the cars dwindle and return home.

A lonely train horn blows in the distance

As I finally find my way to slumber.

April 12, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

A New Breeze

Fluttering through shadow and light

Caught up by the softest breeze.

Landing on flowers and holding tight,

Gathering the goodness of pollen

And sipping on droplets of water

Nestled deep in petals in the shade.

Closing and opening brightly colors wings

A swallowtail of black and gold

Flitting and pulsing faster and faster

Until letting go and floating away

Upon a new breeze to flowers unknown.

April 11, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Aquatic Peace

Muffled sounds in the distance of motors and creatures

Echoes of sounds morphed by the waves of the sea

Warm waters surround, suspended and weightless,

Almost helpless against the pull of the current.

Releasing control to nature, watching in amazement

The reef is alive and filled with multitudes of colors

Yellow and blue, purple and greens, fish abound

Red and iridescent corals bend in the flow

Thoughts of a racing mind drift away

as attention moves to closer things,

Peace can be found in this aquatic escape.

But one thing is always there wishing

these adventures one day we may share.

April 9, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

Love Juxtaposed

Tender is the touch of love.

Gripping is the grasp of passion.

Hear me whisper my words of adoration.

Revel in my cheers of sheer and pure joy.

Know my soft and light side is ever so real,

Although I may show a hard exterior shell,

And darkness may shadow me at times.

Conservative, nay safe, in my own life,

Yet liberal with freedom for others.

Find my every juxtaposition intriguing,

And love me to my very core,

Or say farewell and bid me adieu.

April 8, 2022 – DRM

NaPoWriMo, poetry, writing

POV

Take a look around, see anything different?

No? How about if you kneel down

Or look up above yourself?

Lay down in the grass and open your eyes

Do you see the world around you change?

Break from the screens and shut the noise?

How about now, what do you feel?

Go another direction, deep into the heart of the city.

Hear the noise, watch the rush of people,

It’s a different world here too.

Shift your view to the sadness in the East,

See the chaos and destruction and death.

Now come back to where you are.

Grateful to be where you are.

Happy to have all you have,

At peace with all you love.

Amazing what happens when you go and

Change your point of view.

April 7, 2022 – DRM

writing

Much Enough

I thought I was never enough.

I still get those thoughts,

But I wanted you to know.

I thought I wasn’t pretty enough,

Thin enough, sexy enough,

Something enough.

But you, you made me want to work,

To be enough. And when it all failed,

I accepted that I just wasn’t enough,

That I would never be enough for you.

To survive, I decided

I’d take what I could get.

Never realizing I was worth so much more.

Grateful that those who came in my life

Were at least friendly and kind;

Perhaps I knew how to draw that line.

So I gave up dreams that wouldn’t fit,

And when overcome with anxiety, just sit.

Frozen in my mind, stopping any growth,

Except for my waist, because to them

it really did not matter either.

See, they were settling too,

for someone kind and smart,

accommodating and such…

It’s amazing what people will give up

How much they will compromise,

Especially to stop from being lonely,

To stop thinking they are not enough,

When they don’t believe

they’re worth very much.