And The Light Just So
Come near
by the long window
where our bed waits
and the light just so
beautiful and golden
rests on our pillows
for a while
once more.
Ellespeth
poetry
When We Make A Footprint – A Poem
Time again for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thank you, PJ, for sponsoring this and for all of your hard work on our behalf. Please follow lil froggy for more stories.
This week’s photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinnerr.
This isn’t really long enough 😦
When We Make A Footprint
When you’ve walked in my shoes then
tell me not to hide
tell me about shame
tell me to remember
to forget.
Ellespeth
Poem To An Ageing Neighbor – A Poem
Poem To An Ageing Neighbor
Mrs. Mac Alfie
stooped by the river and said
I miss the thunder of rainstorms
passing over the hill
where the grass has died
so long ago it deserves to bloom again.
Ellespeth
The Yarnspinners – A Love Poem
Time again for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Thanks to PJ for hosting our gathering and to Yarnspinner for our photograph. Please click lil froggy for other stories.
Here is the photo and my entry for this week. It came as a poem again…
The Yarnspinners
I look back on it all as though that life
stitched together
by the frailest of yarns
meant something in the long run
the safest I ever felt
was in your arms
nestled deep under the downy comforts
just before sleep
when you told me stories
about love winning
where kisses
and hugs
surrounded our lives.
Ellespeth
Lamb Of Mine – A Poem
Lamb Of Mine
When enough is enough
saying so won’t make it so
always excuses
to carry on
martyr on
for reasons
long forgotten now.
Ellespeth
A Road Stop For Nature – Poem
A Road Stop For Nature
The ducks are back.
same every spring
for all this time now.
lazing on the side of the pool.
swimming circles sometimes.
changed through the years
but so have we.
Ellespeth
Entwined – A Poem
I’m working on a piece of flash fiction that might come from this micro poem…right…I work on my flash…
Entwined
Who still remembers
mistletoe
perfectly centered
under the archway
and the hopes born there
or even remembers
hope?
Ellespeth
Répondez S’il Vous Plaît – A Poem
Répondez S’il Vous Plaît
I wonder how you are
someone asked one day
and so
you know
There’s an empty space
in my life these days
painful
like labor
and it’s all so constricted
on my part
that is.
You know.
Ellespeth
Wintry Spring – A Poem
Wintry Spring
Sometimes the sky is so blue
or white clouds low
like new fallen snow
at mid day
and shadows
silently having their say of it all.
Ellespeth
Saying Goodbye To Tipper – A Poem/Maybe A Journal Entry
Saying Goodbye To Tipper
Leaving a marriage
thirty years strong
until one day it wasn’t
so then
you’re stooping down
embracing your dog
in good-bye
and you hold each other
until each of you
pukes.
Now
that’s sobbing
that’s what parting
feels like
looking back.
Ellespeth
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