I miss you in the space between

my heartbeats fed by yesterday’s love

My hopes of you take flight in dreams

as lonely as a crimson dove

Awaken not a sleeping wish

as honesty swims in eventide

A long-known soul, a timeline miss

a promise bled where chances bide

I miss you in the space between

perpetual paths our starlight knew

My hopes of you take flight in dreams

where you tell me, “I miss you, too.”

......

My soul does not know loneliness; in solitary times, I dream. Since I was A young child, I’ve treasured hours unseen. Hidden beneath the shrubbery, I’d visualize junGles lush. Explorations led by me; my enemies I’d crush. Never wanted, never needed, never wished for more. PrEcious time for thoughts and me; imagiNings explored. Loving fanciful lonely times, always, Then and now. My color for strength and creativity? To wild mAgenta, I bow.

......

~Moon beholds

my

midnight

trysts

with

Poe

on shores of blackened seas~

~My

lovely

lonesome

hauntings

roused

by cask+raven+Annabel Lee~

There is no flood.

There is no drop of water on my tongue.

There is no memory of a fruitful time.

Raindrops, cold and wet and spiteful, taunt me as they rage against my window.

I want to feel their life on my nakedness.

I want them to feed my sight.

I want them to awaken my unknowns.

But my window is locked, and I have no energy to turn the latch.

My mind is lost in unending existence.

My heart pumps blackened dreams.

My soul seeks fruitful times.

Parched and weak, I wish for hail to break the glass and force a flood inside.

Hello Everyone,

Twenty-nine wonderful writers entered my springtime poem challenge a while ago now, and I've yet to pick a winner. I haven't had time to read any of the entries yet, but I'm going to be doing that over the next week. I'm so excited to read them! I love spring and I'm very happy you chose to enter my challenge! To those of you who don't know me, I will read and repost every entry. I wish it hadn't taken me so long to get to them, but I'm a busy working mother who has many obligations that have taken me away from Prose again. I miss you all and I hope to be back more regularly soon! <3 Happy April, Happy Spring! (I've tagged the challenge entrants in the comments below.)

He knows I lie here in the depths. My silence is his solace, which is how he succeeded in moving on while I lurk. Time has given him strength to bring back all the items he feared. Knives. Pillows. Water.

Oh yes. He was a wreck. And his newborn daughter? Not once was there a chance he’d hurt her. But fear is irrational. And fear is my game. Mental images and whispers, courtesy of me, almost drove him mad. I told him he’d drown her. He’d smother her. He’d cut her to pieces. He saw blood emerge from slices in her pretty skin. He saw her struggle beneath the pillow. He saw her lifeless body in the bathtub. All by his own hand. I made sure he experienced those atrocities over and over and over...in his mind.

But he’s not stupid. Seeing Dr. Jackson was a wise decision. She helped him put me to rest here in the dark while he raised his little girl to toddlerhood. Yes. Time has stitched the wound, but he doesn’t know it’s festering. I’m livid, waiting to rip open what he believes is closed. Healed. In the past.

I writhe deep inside when he thinks of the wife he lost because it was her death that brought me to life. He calls me his darkness. But I’m much blacker than he realizes. And this new love of his? The one he wants to marry? She’s much dearer than the love he lost. This perfect opportunity tickles me. Yes. I’ll strike when the time is right, and I’ll force his fears to collide with his desires. Another delicious torment.

But why?

It’s simple. Born of trauma, I’m a mental disorder with a purpose. I rule him so he learns to rule me.

For love of you, I embrace my tears

Unwilling dead to give life its start

In a world gone dark by senseless fears

Waters turbulent, emotion sheers

Flight! Away my biased dreams do dart

For love of you, I embrace my tears

Disquiet trembles toward unknown years

On broken spirit, your will impart

In a world gone dark by senseless fears

Foolish shroud obscures God-given cheers

Now blessed with your mighty soulful art

For love of you, I embrace my tears

Strong one, innocent, slighted by peers

My life, now yours, a new path does chart

In a world gone dark by senseless fears

Your way, now mine, precious future clears

Imperfect perfection fills my heart

For love of you, I embrace my tears

In a world gone dark by senseless fears

Karma and Spite

sitting in a tree

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

they’ll make you hurt

they’ll make you fail

so knock Spite down

and let Love prevail!

what is my favorite way

to spend a lazy day?

could it be to lie in fields of green

where cheerful daisies sway

with a beloved book by Austen

and hum of bumble bees

as skin soaks golden rays of sun

while sultry breezes tease?

.

what is my favorite way

to spend a lazy day?

could it be to walk through mighty woods

where chipmunks chirp dismay

while you and i stroll hand in hand

around a leafy bend

to find sweet swans on shimmering ponds

and loons to sky ascend?

.

what is my favorite way

to spend a lazy day?

could it be to snuggle deep in bed

where white-hot wishes play

of you, of me, of fantasies

as heavy lusts unfold

deep and wet and wonderful you

with me till stars behold?

.

what is my favorite way

to spend a lazy day?

the truth is each, the three

loving you

being me

with

earth

and

life...

just

we

sliding toward the place

where December’s chill

meets the nip of January

in the circle where

goals lead to actions

possibilities take root

probabilities bloom

and dreams build castles ~

beautiful creations

germinated in last year’s soil

ripen into delicate bits

of the soul who seeks self ~

renewing realization that

moments build moments

time generates opportunities

and old creates new

within me