I met him while walking,
and the coffee shop- soon we were talking.
He was a friendly man,
and our friendship began.
On nice days we ran,
while running he listened- I was babbling.
Telling my life story,
he was older but handsome and brainy.
A storyteller too,
we fit like an old shoe.
His blue eyes were see-through,
in those eyes I saw a soul of beauty.
And soon we were holding hands,
our new relationship had no demands.
I just accepted love,
and saw red hearts above.
I was his ladylove,
he kissed me- I wanted to do headstands.
Then, he told me something,
his job was moving- come with me darling.
I was sad and broken,
filled with dark depression.
Could I, my own life shun,
when we meet- my heart is left bleeding.
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December 9, 2017
Poetry/Rhyme/Always In My Heart
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9698-18-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest,
Age Doesn't Matter When You're In Love
sponsor, Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Fourth Place
Categories:
headstands, love,
Form: Rhyme
The ex's take the square and
another moment disappears
as the checkerboard plaid host
attempts a sophomoric joke
my eyes dusty from the 70's
painted on glitter spray
yawn as time won't slip away
into dreams of headstands
and pirouettes catapulting
into an air of floating hearts
released from the jar along with
fireflies under everlasting stars
Categories:
headstands, beauty, memory,
Form: Free verse
STAR PEOPLE
they have strange heads
these STAR people
pointy top, pointy ears,
double pointy chins.
all their clothes are button-ups,
no pullovers for this crowd,
they wear “dunce” caps
bearing the icons
of their favorite planets.
water beds are definitely out,
cuddling is a bit iffy,
no resting your chins on your hands,
and – never, never, ever react
with a Homer Simpson “DUH!”
headstands are a no-no
unless break dancing or
planting shrubs.
They are vampire-like
in their habits
only venturing out at night
and then only when
the sky is clear.
When given a chance
they will always shine,
greeting you with a
twinkle in their eyes.
They often sing this little ditty
“human light
not so bright
don’t ask me for
a wish tonight”
12/15/2015
submitted to – Star People – Poetry contest
sponsor – Anthony Slausen
Categories:
headstands, humor, silly, stars,
Form: Free verse
It's a funny but fun kind of feeling,
when the sky makes its way to the floor,
when your head hugs the ground
while your feet flop around
toe-to-toe with a forested ceiling.
Though the birds look a tad bit confusing,
with their tummies all turned facing up,
they still chirp and still fly
and I just can't deny
that they're now even far more amusing.
Mommy, try it! It might not be easy,
but I know you'll admire the view;
and besides, if you do,
maybe Daddy will too:
think he'll laugh, like you did, when he sees me?
Categories:
headstands, children
Form: Rhyme