Misfortune

some consider our being
together a misfortune
an unfortunate alliance
others thought it
oh so inappropriate
I long for you
to see you
the way I see you
not as they do

PR
#FIERYVERSE

Prompt word – Misfortune

2 AM

playing from the rooftop of his building
his sacred space
’round 2 am usually on a friday night when his demons came out to play
he escapes them by losing himself in his tenor sax

the notes clad in the dark of night floating through urban canyons
nobody knew where it was coming from
nobody cared

night time audience
with their windows flung open
with demons of their own

PR

10/14/15

For OctPoWriMo

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

“The true writer, the born writer, will scribble words on scraps of litter, the back of a bus tickets, on the wall of a cell”.

David Nicholls, One Day

I can truly relate to this one. I do scribble on scraps of paper, napkins. My most ridiculous one was on tiolet paper. Now, thank goodness for technology. I do my scribbling in the memo section of my phone.

PR

10/14/15

Post for

Silverthreading

RonovanWrites

Pine & Grief

inch deep pine needles
causing grief in the garden
tulips reach the sun

PR

10/14/15

For RonovanWrites prompt words Pine & Grief

Love

not until this heart
of mine fades away will
this love be quieted

PR

10/13/15

#FIERYVERSE

#OctPoWriMo

Sax

escaping demons
mournful strains from his saxophone
fills the summer night

PR

10/13/15

For OctPoWriMo