Sunday, July 17, 2022
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Thursday, July 14, 2022
SO CLOSE SO FAR
By Stephanie Shaw
So close
I could feel
Your breath on my lips
So far
I could feel
A chasm in my heart
The texture
Of a dream unrealised
Thick with regret
So close but so far
I could feel you
On the tip of my tongue
And along the edges of my heart
From "Snippets of Love and Other Pesky Emotions", 2022, by Stephanie Shaw. Available from Amazon.
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Just between you and me, I love the way Stephanie Shaw's mind works, and how she puts her thoughts into words... love poems, threats of murder or dismemberment, or a humorously self-deprecating bio.
Labels: love poem, poet, regret, Stephanie Shaw
Should I Take a Daily Multivitamin?
Friday, July 08, 2022
Madman and the Mist. An Original Poem by Donovan Baldwin
Madman In The Mist
There was once a madman,
Whose anger knew no bounds.
He raged against life
For the pain, fear, and trouble,
It had brought him.
One day, he woke to find a mist,
Wafting in the air outside his door.
Angered, he stepped into the mist,
Intent on driving it away.
Instead, he felt himself enveloped
In a warm and welcome way.
Two soft and gentle arms
Enfolded him,
Comforting and cradling him.
Within the mist he saw a smiling face,
Bright eyes, soft lips,
That offered him a kiss,
And spoke kind words,
Which slowly stilled his anger.
Quietly, his head dropped to rest,
On the soft, warm breast,
Of the vision which held him,
Safe and calm within
The mist.
Those who watched saw only,
The madman drop his arms,
As the rage left his eyes,
While he stood within what seemed,
Just a white and formless mist.
Slowly, the vapor disappeared,
But, the madman remained calm.
Oh, from time to time,
He would again begin to rage,
But, the comforting apparition
Would return,
Leaving him calm and at peace,
Within his heart.
Eventually, even when there was
No apparition to soothe his ire,
Just the thought of the smiling face,
The gentle voice,
Which cooled his fire,
The comforting touch,
As she held him close,
Could drive the madness away.
by Donovan Baldwin
Labels: donovan baldwin, madman, mist, poem, poetry
