don’t turn away

wasted words of absolution

condonation

a flight of fancy

obsession most apparent

simply needing to see you

to hold you

just one brush of your lips

even the thought

creates a tempest of confusion

of emotion thought to have

been buried long ago

yet your taste

is still on my lips

your passion

still mine to control

behind this mask a liar

a thief

but

when this beseeching heart

runs to you

will you turn it

…away?

 

gossip

 

 

 

 

gossip and filth spewed from their faces

making them look as though there were traces

of a shotgun blast to the head.

 

their words made no less vial

for being just words, task to trial

their next victim fell withered and dead

 

bitter swords they wielded

around their ice as they fielded

another cocktail of bitter poison they drank

 

a little gossip, so harmless and ultimately sad

to postulate vomit from the mouth of this cad

although words, no less words, they stank

 

written for Readwritepoem image #1

bossio retrospective of a myth

Witness

Standing in the Shadows, by Rick Mobbs

This week’s prompt at ReadWritePoem is to use an image by Rick Mobbs and write a poem inspired by it.

I chose Standing in the Shadows, by Rick Mobbs

 

Also, at Pen me a Poem, This week’s Poetry Prompt subject is “Birth”.With both assignments buzzing in my head, I submit the following:  

 

Witness

 

while we stood in awe

in the shadows of their wings

they graced this world

together

born with one heart

born of the heavens themselves

innocence shining bright

moonlight spun in waves about them

starlight caught in their hair

twin souls of purity

we turned away

even as our hearts cried with joy

for we were blessed with this moment

of their birth

and nothing more

we were the witness, not the miracle

with them, we could not fly