Willow I hide in you Where the pale winter dwells Waiting for light to come again Darkest Nights cry In silent solitude for love Once held in softest hands Come again love Call me
Stripped by winter’s darkest rays I lie in sorrow’s deep embrace Tears erupt fill empty days Disappear in rising haze Light comes again in unknown ways Stripped by winter’s darkest rays I lie in sorrow’s deep embrace
WHERE LIGHT IS BORN
Stuck in The damp dark earth My fingers scrabble cries Rising silently to heaven The veil Is torn By unimaginable pain I dwell in the darkness Where light is born Screaming
Call me As the snowdrops Die in pure innocence While the wild winds roar their rage Holy Sacred Is the silence now as death comes Sighing in the stillness Of the last breath On earth
Come lie In my sighing Sadness caress me now As I breathe in woe my last breath Leaving Behind You whom I love dearest of all Whisk me to the darkness Quickly now cry No more
In sun’s Pure light blinded I see an open door With the eyes of my heart softened By tears Gently Dancing with the stars in my eyes Gifted to me by love Unseen unknown Before
My name is Lorraine Lewis. I have always written poetry but began to write more in earnest following having serious advanced blood cancer and going blind and becoming wheelchair-bound. I greatly enjoy experimenting with different forms of poetry, preferring the shorter forms.
her heart was fragile strong yet easily broken decided to guard it in a protective shield for she’d rather bury it deep inside the envelope of her soul than tossed, turned and shattered by hands ungentle
Tina Stewart Brakebill is a former history professor and (twice) published biographer. Now she spends her days writing for a local magazine and her nights scribbling flash fiction, travel essays, and haikus, including pieces for The Drabble and Pure Haiku. Find out more by visiting her at www.tinastewartbrakebill.com.
If I must fall again,
I rather for a
soul than a face,
For the beauty of love
Is in the chemistry
Of two souls
Melting into a
Mind and body
living in peace
hours are when
I begin to
plan some needed joy
for the next new morning.
A surprise breakfast perhaps?
A juicy love note tucked inside
my lover’s lunch tote filled with goodies?
He might not even want to go to work!
I was touched by the descriptions you all shared with me. Thank you all for participating in my Loved Oneprompt earlier this week. There ended up being only one repeated word – caring. Two words – loss and desolate – made me hurt for them. It’s sad to think the most prominent thought about their friend was causing them pain. I will selfishly tell you though that those difficult words and another challenge prompted a good piece of writing from me! Maybe that helps to balance it? Oh, how I love the writing community! The inspiration is everywhere!
Here is something else to think about. This collection of words reflects just one person in your lives. Now multiply that by you having an average of three or four best friends and family. You are incredibly fortunate to have this closeness in your circle. I’m very happy for you! 🙂