I Voted

This is the first time in a long time that I did not vote early. I walked right in, was processed, and voted. It was good because standing in line would have been difficult.

If you have not yet voted, please do it. There is still time. I was hesitant this time around, but I had a few champs telling me I must.

It was 46 degrees out there. Not the best temp for a lightweight jacket.

Love is what I see
When confronted with your face,
A particular grace.

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I thought I owned
Myself in this quiet time
I find my heart has
Another idea in mind;
You have taken me, no crime.

Interspace

The heart becomes a wilderness,
The trees are bare, left bereft
As Winter falls cold and colder
I, no longer bold, grow older,
Your footsteps make no sound, echo,
On the leaf-strewn path, receding.
I wonder at myself left bleeding,
Trying more to bide believing,
But cannot know if your anger –
Was an outburst or soulful season,
Shall we again together have reason
To celebrate the who we are
Or risk space come between us afar.

Short Shrift

A vast ocean flows
Within reaching for others
But it overwhelms, drowns,
With dying optimism
When rejected and alone.

Come lovely sweet one
Come here now, let me adore
You, my dear, blessing.

What I know, believe,
Is turned to all of nothing
Without, I love you.

Life runs quick along,
Carries us forward without
Giving permission.

Never taken down
Into places much desired;
The surface remains.

Head held up, above,
The drowning cascades, flowing,
From the abandon,
Blood meets bone, such evidence,
A heart let be entertained.

Hopes, a cycle dashed –
While allowing settlement,
Engagement released.

It is the last of calm before the oncoming Holidays. Now is the time to get some writing, creativity in before busyness intrudes. Haiku and tanka will not overtax you. So there is your prompt. Good fortune to you all.

Insight

We go here and there
Doing this and that fine thing
But getting nowhere.

To Tell The Tale

You may be able
To live within the fable,
But a fantasy
Can leave you cold in the night
When love moves out of sight.
Empty icy sheets
May feel like a shroud, a cheat,
Taking forever
Away on a wind clever
Enough to sing you goodbye.
Fickle fate has eyes
Seeing through this thin disguise
Telling me, “Be wise,
Some waiting is worth the times,
To claim the gorgeous vision
Just beyond the curtained eyes.”
You are a hard one
To guide around barriers
But will merrier
Be for time expended on
Becoming love’s forever home.
So until you share
A pleasant trace, who you are,
I will stay right here,
As my heartache keeps singing.