Slipping On A Teardrop

I slip on a teardrop to fall into a diamond sky. Sapphire winds glaze my eyes, potent tears drip through midnight hours in an ocean of moonlit tides.

Like a shooting star
Travelling light years in a multiverse;
I ache for a wish.

Swirling in aromas of petalled darkness, tangerine stars flame into vignettes that glide on musings in night's primitive caress.

Lingering...
Whisper of unmet dreams-
My breath draws a sigh.

The bruise in my heart sweetens the pain of yearning, heartstrings pull a song that brings the sky into my heart.

Soliloquy--
Flower-child swathes herself
Bohemian

Starlight grazes my aurora spirit, reveries silken in the gauze of soul's palette--tints of dawn's melody and solace of darkness trace.

Journey of shared tears
A path of forgotten love--
Heartbeat of my dreams.



#haibun, #haiga, #haiku

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Her Twinflame

She sees his face in the white of moon
In azure reveries, she feels his soul holding her in the indigo of night ..
In the hush of sleep, his lips ignite in a moonbeams song..eyes caressed by starlight- humming a lullaby .. a jasmine rhapsody on a stardust cloud
She inhales the scent of his tranquility as he lulls her to the hues of the night
They breathe together to become complete
A sacred blending of two souls
Waltzing across the starlight.
In the light of dawn, as the sun laughs into her eyes
she finds a memory living in her heartbeat
a temptation of hope..
Flaming into an endless devotion.

Moonchild

I am a child of the earth
Raised by the stars in the sky
Tended by the moon as I sleep
Scars of the world clothe me
Her wounds rich in history.

I am bathed by the tears of the clouds
When it rains, the wind howls-in my ears
Apocalyptic....
When I cry-the earth soaks up my tears
A piece of my soul
Turning to dust;
And like dust, I rise
A storm of stardust
On moonstruck madness..

The sky calls out my name at dawn
Sparking the sun on my breast..

I am a child of the earth
The darkness and the light
The truth, the lie
Sorrow and joy
It's all there in the
Pen that I wield.


#free verse

WAYMARKS

WAYMARKS

https://blindwilderness.wordpress.com/2019/05/14/waymarks-6/
— Read on blindwilderness.wordpress.com/2019/05/14/waymarks-6/

I am honored to share Lorraine’s incredible journey of hope . She has generously allowed us into her life for which I cannot thank her enough. I salute this amazing woman’s indomitable courage . Her awesome poetry is an inspiration .

Aurora

On oceanus' edge
Borealis blooms sparkle-
A glazed east enticed....

Her rose-gold arms, she blinds the stars, melting Luna into blushing shadows. Zephyrus flits on rays of Sol, luminescing the Ersa.

Bringer of light
Eosphoros shines
Fire-bright..Day-bright.

I watch Eos as she streaks across the sky riding chariots-Lampus and Phaeton--trailing safron robes, she cradles undressed sky on mantle of glimmering lace.

She breathes into earth
Chastity of a new born day---
A special time.

Bipolar sky

Bipolar sky–

A storm brews

Far away;

In another sky

Another name..

A waterloo

Flowers grew where gunfire thundered
Unrelenting, the bullets plundered
No one listened to no decree
To spare dying humanity
Broken soldiers blindly blundered
Women, children helpless rendered
Amidst chaos reason floundered
None listened to compassion's plea
The war brought peace down on its knee
A waterloo
They walked leaving trail of tears, blood
Homeless, they might as well be dead
Losing loved ones and family
Justice became a tragedy
A waterloo.



#Rondeau