Yesterday’s Dream… #Poetry

Image by Kate Cox from Pixabay 

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

On Silent Wings… #Poetry

Image from Pixabay.com
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…

What the ****?
Didn’t they have fun?

Serving Time… #Poetry

Image from Pixabay.com
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

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie #Wordle 281

A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay ~ Poem by A Dawes
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

Falling… #Poetry

Image by Simon from Pixabay ~ Poem by A Dawes

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!

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