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Corked

I dreamed of syllables,
floating
just beyond my reach;
emotions corked,
bound
upon restless seas of words.
but, I’ll write you anyway
in my mind,
pass you in glances
through eyes
where love speaks
the loudest.

~
Day 19 of NaPoMo 2018… a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month…. Due to the miracles my family has received this year, I dedicate my poem each day to the one who is the reason for them.

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In Spring

I count each daffodil
as we pass;
let the yellow soak in

like sun kisses flowers
in Spring.

I peek just past the stars,
beyond the wayward river,
past the willows, as they sway
to a chorus of birdsong
and a half-slung moon

just to get a glimpse of you.
just to get a glimpse of you.

~

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Day 16 of NaPoMo 2018… a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month…. Due to the miracles my family has received this year, I dedicate my poem each day to the one who is the reason for them. ❤

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Love Letter #66- Eternal

You bring comfort
in a skyful of fireflies,
an open palm
full of wildflowers,
fingertips,
plucking petals,

“he loves me,
he loves me not.”

3:00 am awakenings
and an old Underwood
typewriter make a home
in my musings, as psalms
sweeten the chorus
of this eternal love story.

~
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Day 16 of NaPoMo 2018… a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month…. Due to the miracles my family has received this year, I dedicate my poem each day to the one who is the reason for them

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Lost and Found

I found you beside the honeysuckle bush,
shining upon my childhood summers,

felt you in the wake of nightmares,
gentling my heartbeat, encompassed
by the warmth of you,
of your presence;

shadow in the mirror,
recipient of my prayers,
you trace my footsteps,

even now,

when the walk is long
and the road, unpaved.

~
Day 14 of NaPoMo 2018… a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month…. Due to the miracles my family has received this year, I dedicate my poem each day to the one who is the reason for them

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Birdsong

I awakened to syllables
in musical notes
from the window sill;

a glistening hue of scarlett
through sheer bedroom curtains.

You traced my steps,
followed droplets of tears
and dried each one
with the hem of your garment;

ivory,

with shades
of scarlett.

~
Day 13 of NaPoMo 2018… a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month…. Due to the miracles my family has received this year, I dedicate my poem each day to the one who is the reason for them.

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Like a Waterfall

I hear the hum of words in my sleep
flowing like a waterfall, quiet,
yet undying
rustling my bones, rolling me over
until the knees bend, eyes flutter open
and they have me,
dragging my feet
to the keys my fingertips tickle awake.

There is an unwritten rule for poets
to wrestle syllables at 3 a.m.;
to contradict standards of normality.
It is ingrained in our creation
as if he knew this ache in the chest;
this bursting at the seams we can’t endure
until morning light.
Whether a blessing or curse, we embrace it,
because we must
write
to breathe again.

~Day 6 of NaPoMo (a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month.),Due to the miracles my family and I have seen so far in 2018, this year, I will dedicate my “poem a day in April”to the one who is responsible.

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I Only Rhyme On Birthdays

In a horse and carriage
he carries my heart away
promises in vow and song
that he will always stay

He sings of a pretty pearl
who is so easy to love,
hand in hand, we cherish
this gift from God above.

Under evening Texas skies
where constellations shine
looking into his brown eyes,
happy, knowing he is mine.

With him in the midst of us
this unity will never fail
through trial and tribulation
in thunderstorm and gail.

Cover me in wildflowers
before they carry me away
‘neath that weeping willow
where we first found our way.

~

Day 5 of NaPoMo (a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month.),Due to the miracles my family and I have seen so far in 2018, this year, I will dedicate my “poem a day in April”to the one who is responsible. I made him a promise that I intend to fulfill ❤