by Andrea Dietrich |
He bites his nails beside me on the bed
so loudly! This strange habit is most grating.
I’d like to throw a pillow at his head,
but he would just continue, not abating.
I’m used to just how vexing he can get,
like when he begs for food that I am eating.
When someone comes to call, he gets upset;
then settles down and gives a gleeful greeting -
Unless the visitor is someone small!
He sits and stares if I pick up a child
then panics if the infant starts to bawl.
I love my doggy though he gets so wild!
Although a naughty child himself is he,
how sweet and trusting is his love for me.
by Janette Fisher |
angst, death, husband, lost love
My life was gently moving on
Grief abating, resolve growing strong
Until his kiss, within a dream
Ripped away the seams
Holding back the pain deep in my core,
Tears fell once more.....
by ANDREA TRAVIS |
Searching, eyes fading
Tears are streaking
Hope not abating
Looking for signs
Stars to align
To be complete
Have something as mine
Here within the void
Love to be enjoyed
All that its worth
Not to be toyed
Lost to life
Upon stormy strife
To be found yet
In the counterlife.
by Peter Rangus |
No man has loved a stranger so,
As my have friends adored me.
Through time that passed us by so slow,
They showed but love toward me.
Yet when I weep they see me cheer,
They do not feel me rotting,
They haven't seen my darkest sphere,
They are no good at spotting.
Remaining only seen by me,
I'm my reflection dating.
I'd like to fly somewhere and see,
If she's indeed there waiting.
But I can't grow a pair of wings,
I'm forced to be awaiting,
For you to tow our pair of wings,
So we can stop abating.
by david mohn |
The slow soft solitary waltz has begun
Thoughts of unfulfilled dreams and goals
Thoughts of love and lovers loved and lost
Thoughts of smiles created and eyes elated
Thoughts of fear fading, consciousness abating
Kinetic stardust to history’s whispers
Eyes closing, going home
by James Bagley |
Watching, waiting, breath never abating
Sitting here nervous, shaking
I am waiting, take me
by Carol Mitra |
Reborn here now without baggage
Arrival of mornings package
Who knows what tales lie on ahead
That light of dawn woke me instead
I absorb the quiet, waiting
The dark restless night, abating
Caretakers of the morning light
Cracking open dawns yawning sight
As witness and participant
I count blessings coincident
How glorious that moment be
When the light shines generously
As I go forth renewed, refreshed
Bringing the light inside for me
My soul is quenched in love entrenched
My heart now beaming all sun-drenched
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Contest name: Dawn