Almost True

I will not say
How
But these restless hours know
I am saturated
In a willful wild
Wantingness
That remains always unmet.
Sometimes in the twilit
Moments between awakened
And that fond
Escalation
Into dreaming,
I know some success
Which lingers only
A whisper delayed
Like
The stilling of the caressing
Hands on the face
Of a cuckoo clock,
Let to fall silent by an
Accident
Of neglect no one
Managed to prevent.
Time is transparent
But the break
Sinks hope beneath margins
And the glimpse of dazzling
Other
Has no fuel to write it,
No tool to catch it
Bind such dreams to present
Presence
Being reality might accept
Such opportunities developed
Possibilities, but the lines
Diverge
Like traffic headed for those
Destinations
East, North, South, West,
Deepening the dream
Almost caught, realized,
But need calls for rising,
Amnesia ensues.

The prompt for Prompted Positive Poetry was Dreams.

The dogs and I got out here today so I am including us.

I hope all are well and not overmuch inconvenienced by events. You are in my thoughts. I wrote five poems today should you care to read them all. May we all return to our standard lives as soon as safety allows.

Shared

Citing the fact nothing
Was ever certain until
Action was undertaken
We stood,
Hands clasped together
Only a heartbeat between us.
Roses blushing on their vines
Like the color of our cheeks,
Could we become
Whatever
We expected
A shared breath
Gathered in a present where
All and everything shivered
Spiraling out of control?
Our glances meeting,
A golden opportunity,
Reflecting the sheen of hope
Unconquered
By circumstances,
A note of understanding
Rising joyful from our brave
Smiles.
No contagion could dissuade
Us from a path begun
In days past,
Our meanings entwined
With threads of confidence,
Beg we fight
Separation
Instead, becoming
A new brand of isolation.

I sat up a while during the early hours of the morning, and this poem was a result. I am hoping for more, I already have another, but I have not worked today’s prompts yet. I hope all are well. Be kind to one another. It is a new territory for all of us and understanding is essential, as is love.

If you need a prompt, imagine how you would begin a relationship in this time of panic and contagion. Create something of what you think. Any media is fine. I know some work with other than words.

Combining Pieces

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Hold Tight

Put your arms around me,
Wrap me up snug and tight
And please don’t let go too soon.
My Love is yours
For –
Now –
Ever,
Just keep me here so long
As you can,
I will be yours,
You will be my man,
Nowhere else can I belong
Without we are
Together.
We can become all we
Understand Love is created
To be,
An infinity of purpose,
Fulfillment of longing,
Companionship unlike others,
Desire
Enough to set
The days and nights aflame,
A sharing of every potentiality
We can envision and devise,
Hold on, darling, to me,
Let us be.

If I did not know better, I might think I was In Love. Well, no, I am just a poet writing because Love is the poetic metier.

Safe Harbor

This is my favorite Bible verse. I have it memorized, and memorization is extremely difficult for me. I wanted to make it attractive to share at this time. It seems to me there is a lot of panic in the world. God is in control.

Little side-note: My mostly hobby job as Copy Editor is going on sporadically today. After I created the above artwork, I shared it with the Editor. She loved it and called it an ad. Needless to say, I was euphoric. I told her it could go in the magazine, we have four now, plus a digital, and she said they would use it in the future.

Safe Harbor

Look to the Lord God –
He is the help of nations,
The ballast for all
Voyages we undertake,
His protection surrounds us.

Do no violence
In your rash preparations;
You are fully loved,
Trust, the extravagance of
Heaven’s abundance accrues.

These times, things shall past
The Glory of God remains, now
And eternally,
He will not forsake His own
Seek His mercy, peace, and LOVE.

Gentle your heart, for
Life continues in the midst
Of trouble, LOVE rises,
Storms come and go, but we know
LOVE is our habitation.