just paisley….

The Bird by ~invisiblewl on deviantART

nestled warmly
in between
my feather beds
and comforters
it occurred to me
that there is no place
i would rather be
than right here
right now
doing just
what i am doing

such revelation
brought with it
a calm
a feeling of
belonging
a sense that
all was as it should be
and the caged bird
that has been
beating furiously
in my heart
for weeks
finally
came to rest…

written for this weeks three word wednesday

the fickle hands
on the clock of time
may have been successful
at etching a wrinkle
here or there
into the once smooth flesh
of her youth,,
but they could not erase
the sparkle of life
from her eyes…

the prompt this week on carry on tuesday is the opening words of You Would Have Understood Me by Ernest Dowson. 1867–1900
You would have understood me, had you waited;

i’ve waited too long by =gcjo182 on deviantART

“You would have understood me,
had you waited;”
his eyes said it all
there was no need for words…

it had taken us twenty years
to get to the point
where i finally understand..
and the graciousness
with which he accepted me
back into the realm of the living
has brought me great joy..

there is no need for words
my eyes say it all
“i would have understood him,
had i waited….”

Tunnel by ~Singin-Gipsi on deviantART

the light
at the end of my tunnel vision
glows red and hot
like the cherry
on a lit cigarette..
i feel like it calls out to me,,
but won’t allow me too close,,
afraid i might burn myself..
so pent up is my desire
to reach out to that light
to walk into it
to feel its warmth
i am beginning to believe
i am willing to get burned….

just a little something that came to me in exactly 55 words….. just in time for the g-man’s friday flash 55

Shards of Glass by ~mungo on deviantART

the past lies in ruins
just behind me
brittle little pieces
of what should have been
protrude like shards of glass
from that which really was..
i can see them
only when i turn my back -
look away from the future
or close my eyes
and dare to dream
about that which could have been…

i have been blessed with the opportunity to be reunited with my ex husband, the father of my two children, via facebook.. this is huge for me,, something i have spent my whole life wondering if it could or would ever happen.. i am scared but thrilled at the same time.. and i get curiouser and curiouser with every passing moment….. i am hoping that our reconnection will allow me to get to know my children,, both grown adults now… that would be a dream come true…

every dream come true by *mordachai71 on deviantART

with bated breath i wait
for any word from you
any hinge
you can provide me with
to your life
i am so hungry
everything you say
is so deliscious
i do not know
if i will ever be satiated
ever full
ever finished
listening to all of the life i missed
while i was off
looking for myself…

birthday by ~stupidstan on deviantART

every year i think of you on my birthday..
i think of just looking at the sky
to see what it looks like on the night
that i was born
i think of forest green paneled
ford station wagons
with steamed up windows,,
and fathers patrolling the neighborhood
on a bicycle…
i think of all the years that passed..
all the life that went on
in between then and now
and i wonder if i would have done anything differently…
no,, my friend,,
i don’t think i would….

i do love you
and i know you love me too..

happy birthday dear jodi…
happy birthday to me….

thank you for making my birthday a special day in both of our worlds…..

my humble addition to the g-mans friday flash 55

Misty Sunrise by ~aartist on deviantART

the sky lightens,
the first breaths of morning
sneak in like the tongue
of a hungry serpent
jaws agape
waiting to swallow me whole..
my mind races
looking for escape
fatefully nothing comes to save me
and i must go the way of prey
thru the long dark belly
of the serpent we call day…

Folly,  Hostile,  Ordinary are the words offered this week on three word wednesday.. i haven’t played for quite some time,, but this little verse came to me when i read them so i thought i would share it with you….

-SiLeNCe- by ~day-light on deviantART

my words remain shoruded
in a folly of fog. they hide
amidst hostile rains
their thundering silence
is anything but ordinary….

this poem is brought to you courtesy of keith’s carry on tuesday for which the prompt this week was the line:

“There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams. What seems is not always as it seems.” which was taken from a piece called a ballad of boding by christina rossetti…

Hole in my Heart by ~DragonsMist on deviantART

There are sleeping dreams
and waking dreams.
What seems
is not always as it seems.
the words caress me
lull me with
their false sense of security
they make me wonder
if this dream i am living
is a sleeping dream
or a waking dream..
then i realize
that only waking dreams
can leave behind a hole
that cannot be filled
even by that with which
dreams are made…