I saw a flower peek its petals Under the thick snow It yawned and stretched its colors Unconcerned Unyielding Defying and Brave I knelt beside it and Touched its Velvety softness in Jealousy's Awe. ~A Marice~ *Broken Pencil Diary*
Feeding the Shadows
She simply stated, “I don’t belong.” Easing backwards through the doorway’s threshold Closing as softly as her footsteps She stepped into the dark of night Consuming Sucking her breath in violently Her eyes haunting Bleak Light smothered until a void remained Stumbling over outstretched hands Sinking into the shadows Whispering, “Where I belong.” ~A. … Continue reading Feeding the Shadows
B.F.F.
If I could go back and Erase the letters Jotted at the end of our notes I would I would warn my boys of the farces Of friendship The lies hidden in Acronyms Maybe boys are different than girls ~A. Marice
Chi
Every morning Her routine feels like my own She calms me Every move fluid Graceful Her long hair flows in the wind Angel wings She sparkles like tiny diamonds dropped from the night sky I breathe in her perfume as it dances around me For that one moment I Am Healed. ~A. Marice~
To Translate: Verb
via Daily Prompt: Translate I felt stuck. My free flowing roots became embedded into mud. Every step weighed heavier and heavier. A box. Glass walls that teased. Outside played like movies I could only see but not touch. I reached my hand to touch the world that swirled in colors before me only to meet … Continue reading To Translate: Verb
Yellow Teardrops
via Daily Prompt: Yellow My mother planted daffodils one spring. I failed to see the simple pleasure of moving earth over unbloomed bulbs when I was 10. Every year she marveled as tiny stalks pushed forward and smiled with perfect yellow petals. At 14, a new house, new yard, more overtime. Scarce moments found to … Continue reading Yellow Teardrops
Meditation
I touched the sky when no one was looking. I had wondered if I’d find diamonds. I heard of secrets whispered in the night air of Magic I might find there. My fingers glided through the darkness Getting lost in liquid dreams I tip-toed in the stillness Listening to myself breathe ~A. Marice~