Nocturna

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As daylight turns to dusk and night descends

I focus on a bright and distant star

and think about the people I've called friends

From underneath a pale and yellow moon

I wonder how we've scattered out so far,

how some of them have left me far too soon

But in my dreams, their faces I still see

and pondering their fates and where they are,

I wonder if they ever dream of me.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, Nocturna

In the Sunset

Edward Hopper House at Dusk 1935

In the sunset

where the day hides its most vulnerable moments

I think of you

In the most tender hour

between light and dark

I still feel the ache

of a lost friendship.

submitted for The Mag 119

Rabbit Risen

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I don't believe in miracles

but you've been resurrected

I watched as you died

and I prayed for the miraculous

and now

you rise

like a beautiful, crazy Jesus

screaming "Holy shit, y'all, I'm back!"

Belief and doubt

do a tango in my head

til I'm too dizzy to think

God and I have a tenuous relationship

I want to believe all the promises

but what if they're lies?

What if faith is just gullibility?

What if doubt closes a window?

I believe what I see

and I see you here

Now

Hallelujah!

submitted for dVerse Poets Pub, Meeting the Bar, Contrast

Serenity

Suffering is no more

Surrounded by much love

Soaring free from fetters

Suffused with a new hope

seen with eyes become clear

Such pain you have carried

Such strength lies in your grace

submitted for Sunday Mini Challenge, Pleiades Poem, at Imaginary Garden with Toads

You

How dare you?

You slipped under my shell like water

when I didn't even know

I was thirsty

I wasn't looking for a friend

I thought I was complete

but you showed me what was missing

introduced me to passions

asleep for so long

I had forgotten their names

Now I drink your words like wine

I need you like a drug

Damn you

I never wanted this

but you live in the contours

of my mind

you echo through the spaces

in my heart

You are within me for always now

like a virus.

Bringing You Home (for Micael)

So

it's time

for 

good bye

You're leaving

for good

where

I can't

follow you

I don't want just

memories

I have

ink

paper

canvas, paint

I will

bring

you back

home.

October Blue

aquapell.deviantart.com/art/October-Blue-11441250

Wandering the woods today

Thinking of the friends I've lost

Warm mist hanging in the air

and wondering about the cost

Autumn wind

blows right through me

Was there one who

really knew me?

What happened?

What did I do?

October blue

Looking up at strange clouds floating

Wondering if it will rain

Feeling sorry for myself

when I think of us again

Have to laugh despite it all

You understood absurdity

Mirrors for each other, you

would not believe what you could see

Hard to find

someone like you

October blue

Red and yellow

leaves beneath my dirty shoes

Distant memories 

mixing with the autumn hues

Sometimes I wish 

that I fit in

when I think of 

you my friend

Even now

I still miss you

October blue.

submitted for Poetry Jam, Connections

For Rabbit

In a field of wheat I search for

you, my friend

You are a cagey creature

The minute I think

I have a grasp of you, you

disappear

only to emerge, the tip of your ear

waving from behind a stalk of wheat

saying, "Follow me!" or

"Don't. I don't much care."

I always follow

Like Alice's White Rabbit, I

follow you

and we play in your magical

strange

sad

funny

beautiful Wonderland; then

you slip away

and I learn how

to make some wonders myself

But don't you ever think

that I've forgotten you, my friend

I've come to this field of wheat

looking for that jaunty ear

waiting for you to

come home.

submitted for Bluebell Books, Short Story Slam, Week 8