Touch
Feel
My heart
Beating fast
For you, my love,
When I touch
Your warm
Hands
My response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge: to write a sept (seven-line poem in a 1-2-3-4-3-2-1 syllable pattern) with the theme “hands”. Better late than never, right? Thanks for the prompt, Jane!
A Sonnet of Thanksgiving
I’m thankful for my loving family,
Whose guidance always helped me find my way.
Their patience and support have nurtured me
Into the person I’ve become today.
I’m thankful for the man I call my love,
Who fills my days with laughter and with bliss.
With him, I find a love sent from above
In every warm embrace and tender kiss.
I’m thankful for the stories I have read
That sparked my passion for the written word.
Into the world of books I’ve often fled,
And now at last my writer’s voice is heard.
To those I love, thank you for everything.
God bless you all, and Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving to all my family, friends, and readers! May you all have a blessed weekend!
Nous Sommes Unis
Hear the silence in the streets,
Feel the sorrow in the air
In the chilling aftermath
Of the night of terror
That left the world in shock.
See the world shine bright
In blue, white and red.
Let them know we are united
As we support our allies
In this tragic time for humanity.
France, we stand with you now
In this solemn hour.
Against hate and violence,
In the name of love and peace,
Nous sommes unis.
Wrote this poem shortly after the attacks in Paris on November 13. My thoughts and prayers go out to all the victims of the tragedy. May love always triumph over hate. We stand with you, France. #NousSommesUnis
Home of the Brave
Violence and danger, they faced
Every day as they defended their homeland.
True of heart and strong of spirit, they stand for
Every citizen and the fight for the
Right to freedom and opportunity.
America’s brave heroes, thank you!
Never will we forget your invaluable
Service to our country!
Thank you to our troops for your never-ending service to our beloved nation! Happy (belated) Veterans Day! May you all have a blessed weekend!
The Leap
(What If? Exercise: Read the description here.)
He had been dreaming of this day his entire life.
The day when he could finally see the world.
The time had come to leave the nest.
He stood tall and spread his wings.
Then he leapt from the branch.
The long fall was daunting.
But his spirit prevailed.
The sky called.
He flew.
This piece is based on What If? Exercise 93: “Ten to One”. The exercise is to write a 55-word story in which the first sentence has ten words, the second has nine, etc., until the last sentence has only one word. The objective is to show that precision and thrift in writing can produce surprisingly powerful results. I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!
One Spooky Night
How frightfully fun it is to venture out on
All Hallows’ Eve, a night filled with
Pumpkins, monsters, tricks and treats.
Prepare for the terrifying night when
Your greatest fears come to life!
Haunted houses echo with screams long
After the harvest moon illuminates the sky.
Light the jack-o-lanterns on your lawn and
Listen to the sounds filling the air for this
One spooky night of the year.
Witches, vampires, werewolves, and ghosts,
Every child dons a costume and spends the
Eve playing games and collecting sweets. Let your
Nightmares roam free, and have a Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween! May you all have a frightfully fun-filled weekend!
Nightmare
Outside, the moon begins to rise.
You lie in bed and close your eyes.
Into a peaceful sleep, you fall,
Until the nightmares come to call.
You’re in a forest all alone
When suddenly, you hear a groan.
You turn and what should stop your breath?
A monstrous face that looks like Death.
You tell yourself it’s just a dream,
But then you hear the creature scream.
Oh, what a horrifying sound:
A roar that shakes the very ground.
As terror rises in your heart,
You stumble backwards with a start,
And faster than you knew you could,
You race into the haunted wood.
You turn a corner, two, and three,
But anywhere you try to flee,
The maze will always lead you back
Into the world of endless black.
You try to run, you try to hide.
There’s no escape; you’re trapped inside
This dreadful place of dark and gloom,
Where one wrong step means certain doom.
You dare to glance behind at last
And see the beast is gaining fast.
You close your eyes and start to pray
That somehow it will be okay.
Yet once you give in to the night,
The monster halts in blinding light,
And quickly as you saw its face,
It vanishes without a trace.
The warm bright light envelops you.
The cold dark black turns into blue.
You raise your head and breathe a sigh
To see the early morning sky.
You lie back down and rest your head,
Relieved to know you’re safe in bed.
The moon gave way to greet the sun.
The nightmare’s over. You have won.
Blood Moon
When the moon appears,
Demons rise to claim the night.
I could not escape.
It took just one bite
To transform me into this
Blood-thirsty creature.
I long for the days
When I used to be human.
Now I’m a monster.
Every night, I drink
The blood of innocent souls.
An eternal curse.
So heed this warning:
Vampires lurk in the shadows.
Beware the blood moon.
First Taste
It was the most delicious thing I had ever eaten.
You never forget your first taste, my father had told me. Oh, how right he was. I had tried to resist my instinct, but I couldn’t any longer.
My mouth watered long after the last bite. The monthly helpings of rabbit and fox I had known until now were nothing compared to this. Such succulent meat; not too bony and just the right amount of blood and fat to make it juicy without being heavy. And the crispy skin? Sublime! What a great idea to roast it first! I was lucky not to overcook it. Fires made with the clumsy paws of a wolf have a way of going awry.
As I sucked the last bits of meat off the bones, I heard rustling from afar. Following the call of the moon, I slunk toward the dim light in the distance, careful to stay hidden as the glowing torches came into view. The next sight to meet my eyes made me grin.
Three more foolish humans wandering through the woods, no doubt searching for the first. How predictable.
I licked my lips as I crouched in the shadows, more than ready for a second taste. Tonight I was going to eat very well.
Why I Miss You
It was the best month of my life.
We always have fun together.
We think alike.
You make me laugh.
You brighten my days.
I feel safe with you.
I enjoy your company.
I’m the best version of myself around you.
You give the best hugs.
You give the best kisses.
You love me.
I love you.
For all these reasons and more,
I miss you terribly.
But time has a way of passing quickly,
And I know we’ll be together again soon.
Until then, I’ll wait impatiently for the day
When I can fall back into your arms
And I never have to miss you again.
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