Forever

Forever

 

I will not have a tombstone –

when I die

A piece of rock to mark

the place where my bones sleep

My soul will not lie down beside those bones

It will soar freely among the clouds,

and stay forever at your side

 

 

Paint Me

Paint Me

Paint me into a corner, and then
Paint your beating heart upon my lonely heart

Paint long-stemmed roses on my nose and
Paint love songs on my empty ears

Paint wet kisses onto my parched lips
Cover me in paint until I am no longer blank


https://dversepoets.com/2022/04/05/a-little-repetition/

Tethered

d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: March Wind Ekphrastic

I used the painting by John Sloan, Sun and Wind on the Roof

 

Tethered

 

 

I wish for wings to take me

sailing over these rooftops

Wings that flap like the shirts and

sheets on this line, struggling for release

into an unknown world

Yet, like the sheets, I am tethered to

this place – not with ropes and pegs,

but with invisible threads that

bind my heart to yours