I am your breathing
brought to life by your inhales
tasting your exhales
sucked deeply through parted lips
my heart inflates with your love.


Thanks to Lady Nyo for the wonderful history and explanation of tanka on One Stop Poetry form. http://onestoppoetry.com/  This is my attempt.

The view

One Shoot Sunday Picture Prompt http://onestoppoetry.com/

Photo by Sean McCormick

http://www.neutralhillsstills.ca/index.php

The View

There’s been no change.

Each morning the attendants

lift her out of bed

into the wheelchair,

making sure the ties

that keep her from falling out

are fastened securely.

She hasn’t spoken for weeks.

Has made no sign

she is aware

they are there.

“Good morning, Ruby.

It’s a lovely day today.”

They park her by the window

in case there might be

something left

up there

to notice the view.

But they’re sure there isn’t.

They leave her

inside her crumbling mind

where the view

thru the window

never changes.

What I am

A simple Valentine poem for A Saturday Celebration: St. Valentine's Day on http://onestoppoetry.com/

All the things I’m not

      pale to the one thing I am

               I am loved by you

This is my second attempt at One Shoot Sunday on onestoppoetry.com  http://bit.ly/i85rRk I am surprised at what came out after looking at this fabulous picture prompt provided by photographer Sean McCormick.

House of Blues

House of Blues

my heart

blood red inside

oozing with each puncture made

by leaving words

stabbing holes
in the hurt-eaten framework

that was once

solid love

Impressions

Watching you walk

across my heart

from the inside

your path

 the deepest

                                                                                                                  #gogyohka

inspired  by Sunday picture prompt on
OneStopPoetry
http://onestoppoetry.com/

Phantom memory

My thoughts turn to you
at odd moments when the light
pauses before dark

Slipping from twilight
as evening breezes whisper
shadows become
you

We dance through the night
while the moon plays memories
to the watching stars

Dawn steals you away
hides you from the light of day
the night calls you back

Vine

Life is not a tree
but a vine
    winding
clinging
   climbing
finding ways
to hang on 

Speeding Time

Time speeds past unchecked

sucks the substance from our lives

leaving only dust

memories that with a breath

follow fickle time away

Hurt

hold your pain
your hurt
close
know every surface
every nuance
every sharp point.
look at it
touch it
feel it
wallow in it
drown in it
and when you have seen it
felt it
in every possible way
let it go
and never look back

I Do

Don’t ask why I love you
only know that I do.
It does not need defined
to make it more true.
Suffice it to say
as the sky is blue
and the sunshine bright
and the grass is green
and the snow cover white
no need to know why
would they change if we knew.
It is enough to say – they are
It is enough to say – I do

--for the first 30 years together