Secret Messages

Secret Messages

 

 

She emptied her heart.

Wrote all her secrets on little

slips of paper and put them in

old glass bottles she found

buried in her garden.

She carried them, in a cardboard box,

to the sea where she set them free –

a flotilla of her deepest thoughts, her

fears, her longings. All the things she

could no longer hold. She waved goodbye

as they bobbed away with the tide and

made a wish that whoever finds them

will know what to do with them.

 

 

Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt 674 – write a secret poem

Smoke Signals

Smoke Signals

Puffs of white clouds drift
slowly past like cosmic
smoke signals, carrying
messages that I do not
understand. I wish for words
that I can see written across
the sky, or a whisper from deep
inside the biggest cloud that
I can hear. I watch them scurry
away, pushed by the wind, the
way they’ve always done and
I think they are trying to tell me
the world is still turning and
all will be well.