Mouth full of words with nothing to say Empty promises that should never have been made Tie them all together, what have you got, nothing After a lifetime of dreaming, there’s a red flag Perhaps I should have turned around and started again Have one dream at a time, make it come true Yesterdays dream was one of the best I ever had Sitting at my piano, hands poised I freeze Inside my mind, I am playing, note perfect Concert hall full of people, seated in silence Applause, loud in my ear for the music in my mind Like I said, one dream at a time… ©AnitaDawes2022
Poetry
On Silent Wings… #Poetry
On silent wings they pass by The ancient Gods of old The scar runs deep That shut their hearts To the prayers of man Harpies perch On black wings A sound of broken glass Echoes behind Do not call our names You need new heroes New Gods, we are no more… ©AnitaDawes2022
Anita’s poem today coincides with two incidents that happened yesterday…
A very large wood pigeon decided to fly at our window at full speed. The noise when he hit the glass was deafening; I thought someone had kicked a football at us! After recovering, the bird flew away, so no harm was done.
Later, we went outside to find that the local family of thrushes had been busy digging in my bonsai pots, scattering soil all over the yard! Luckily, no harm to the trees, but I wish they wouldn’t do it…
Serving Time… #Poetry
Serving time, counting pennies Under the thumb, head bowed Ridden hard by the masters Valleys run deep with pain Every man, woman and child has the mark In their hearts they are free Love is more than they can hope for Love is the hidden desire waiting All wait to be kissed by those lips Nights would be less lonely Changes blossom in the strangest of places Every man shall have his day… ©AnitaDawes2022
Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge ~ Purple Calendar
#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 283: #Tastetherainbow-“Chakra” Color Poetry
My purple calendar hangs on my wall the days are crossed off telling me you forgot no red roses sent today our special day lost in the mist I ask myself; do you still love me? too many days forgotten, make me blue ©AnitaDawes2022
In Silence… #Poetry
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie #Wordle 281
A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.
Her winter green smile disturbed the words in my head I remember the pledge we made To stay longer, greedily Enjoying each other, the forest Hid all trace of us High on love, hidden by mother nature The stone in my shoe reminding me She isn’t real… ©AnitaDawes2022
I Remember… #Poetry
Falling… #Poetry
Falling out of love I find Opportunities I thought lost Understanding what to do, however Nothing I could think of helps Drowning is how I felt Always the same feelings repeated Too late, you lost me In moonlight I sleep On wings of white I fly late at night Nearer to you, before we fall out of love… ©AnitaDawes2022
Another wonderfully sad, heartbreaking poem from Anita!
I Didn’t Do It… #Poetry
She Sings… #Poetry
Under purple skies, she sits, she sings
Low winds carry her voice, her echo
Tomorrow tells yesterday’s old stories
Impossible dreams crushed like broken glass
Memories claw like branches
on the bedroom window pane
Alerting the sleeping mind to horrors outside
Tomorrows nightmares arrive early
Entering the subconscious, they grow,
Slowly waiting for the day they bloom…
©AnitaDawes2022
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 