Blooms Fade Pink edged petals ripple coyly stark white beauty Spring violently blows tearing away Magnolias failingly fragile in the breeze Littering deepening green grass Carpeting fragrance of life Blooms barely opening shiver Reaching skyward towards warmth Blue atmosphere with billowing clouds Latticed limbs stretching outward Moving my sentimentalities Longingly I wish to stretch out…
Tag: Poetry
If I was Monet…
When the bricks began to be thrown through Mosques, I remember I had to re-evaluate my own prejudices from growing up in an isolated mostly white society and choose to follow that path or to walk away from it and embrace a better way.
Remains
Embers here remainPassion’s flameCharred and scarredBetrayal of lustSeduction’s gameLove no chanceForbidden fruits givenSpoiled and rottenDriven into the dustIniquities denTattered bits of laceThe lover’s couchScattered and tornClothing ripped Adulterer’s touchThere lies the bodyNaked is the tartBroken and bentDeath of angelCause a broken heartC. Lin Rawlins November 6 1999©
Perimeter
Your eyes didn’t just hypnotize
Your mind leaves me mesmerized
Rapture
Set free I soar
Above the sorrow
The Gift
Yet ever so gently you tugged
My hand to lead me to grass
Love is an Axe
Defeated and betwixt
Crossroads of pain
Hope has drained
Please be there
Actions cry out loudly of a truth.
Blood does not run as deep as thought.
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