Well, what do you know? It’s Saturday!
One of the best days of the week,
when the world slows down and says, “Hey!
Life really isn’t that bleak.”
So throw all your worries away,
forget about every one’s tantrums
The week is over; it’s time to play
Time to smell all those flowering blossoms
Or write a poem and read it out loud
even if there’s no one there to listen
Let your thoughts spring wings and fly
Let your dreams find their haven.
Or maybe hike up that hill in the distance
and watch the birds fly high above
Blink at the sun’s rays warming your skin
Be with the people you love.
Tonight, let’s pop open the wine
And turn up the volume just a bit
so we can dance like no one is watching
This is no time to sit still
But laugh, and even sing if the mood hits you
Forget the housework for just one day
It’s time to rest, it’s time to let go,
time to let our souls play.
You are very beautiful to me,
even with the imperfections that you see.
The too-wide eyes, that loping smile,
the way you wear your hair, your very own style.
Don’t listen to what others tell you,
nor pay attention to what they say you should do,
that each line upon your skin a mark of future correction.
Don’t they know that underneath it all, you’re perfection?
A nip here, a tuck there –
beauty at a price, everywhere,
but beneath all that is just decay.
Is that really the game you want to play?
So smile that smile and be brave
Become that peaceful soul you crave.
For you’re perfect just the way you are,
beautiful beneath every wrinkle, every scar
Dry your eyes, stop wishing to become
like everyone else, empty as a deafening drum.
Stop changing yourself to fit into what you think is true,
strive to be at peace with your soul – just…just be you
And as you look at yourself – so beautiful, so free,
unencumbered by what the world defines as pretty,
though acceptance can be the most difficult thing, it can be done.
It’s a hard road, I know – it’s why I’m still undone.
Raindrops fall on the roof above us
The winds sigh through the window seams
Nestled beneath warm covers
Skin to skin, lost in dreams
All that love demands
Lost in twined hands
*A nonet is a nine line poem. The first line containing nine syllables, the next line has eight syllables, the next line has seven syllables. That continues until the last line (the ninth line) which has one syllable. Nonets can be written about any subject. Rhyming is optional.
**First published on June 15, 2013
the mirror of my life
unflinching in its truth,
and there’s no denying
that underneath its harsh lights
there’s no comfort to be found
every mistake illuminated
every doubt unbound
via Daily Prompt: Uncompromising
can we ever simplify our love, she asked,
to what truly matters the most?
do i love you because of all the things you’ve given me
or is it in those moments when you hold me close?
is it in the way you hold my heart in your hands
like it’s the most precious thing that you own?
Our love simplified is all this and more, he replied,
it’s the only love I’ve ever known.
via Daily Prompt: Simplify
you look utterly divine,
her lover said
as she lay underneath the covers
of his bed
wearing only a slip of
expensive French lace,
and a Mona Lisa smile
on her beautiful face
you’re a conveyor of lies,
though I like how your love for me
does not hide
everything you say
is plain as day
you don’t seem to care
what anyone will say
for they don’t know you like I do,
he whispered in her ear
they don’t know the secrets
you reveal to me whenever I’m near
but all this doesn’t change
how perfect you are to me
with that Mona Lisa smile
that’s only mine to see.
via Daily Prompt: Conveyor
it was just an inkling,
the softest of whispers
before the dawn
his touch speaking volumes,
a sweet caress
as she folded into his arms,
become his to possess
his to hold,
his to bind
all his to do as he pleased
two hearts entwined
and in the morning light,
when the doubts would flee
she knew then he was hers
via Daily Prompt: Inkling
i wish you'd tell me things, she said
i wish you'd tell me lies
instead, you are inscrutable
every emotion hidden behind your eyes
tell me the things you wish for,
tell me your darkest dreams
let me be the one you turn to
when the demons gnaw at the seams
but i tell you these things already,
he whispered in her ear
as he wrapped her in his warmth, his love
and swallowed all her fears.
via Daily Prompt: Inscrutable
the silhouette of your love
is written in your smile
it’s in the way you gaze at me
the way you beguile
it’s in the way you calm me
and the way you soothe
using only a look, a word, a touch
to convey my truth
via Daily Prompt: Silhouette
he’s the keeper of her heart,
her body, and her soul,
he calms the storms raging inside her,
he’s the one who makes her whole
it’s a choice she makes every day,
it’s the only thing she wants
that he be her Sir and her Master,
that he be her Dominant
for it frees her from the days
solving all the worries of her world
transporting her to a place where the only thing
that matters is his word
it’s the sanctuary she craves
the moment she’s in his arms
cradled by his words, his warmth, his love,
where he’ll keep her safe from harm
via Daily Prompt: Dominant