aka, The Abject Muse

Tag: Poetry Form

  • Captain January

    It’s still my favorite January.   The typical grey, cold nothingness hovered until the magic happened.   You made the sun shine and flowers bloom — like only you could. Albeit fleeting, I’d do it all again. With you.      

  • Should the Tables Turn

      I cannot imagine my life without you in it, at least in some capacity. While I am not a woman who shares her man willingly, for you I make the exception. For you, my lover. My heart. My anomaly. But what if the tables were to turn? Would you be so understanding? Would not…

  • Crayons in Heaven

    Crayons in Heaven

    Written for The Haunted Wordsmith’s Daily Prompt, which is the image below. The sun yawns, waking me up to gauzy shades of orangey-yellow your favorite color! So glad there are crayons in Heaven.    

  • The Moon and Me

    The Moon and Me

    did you see the Moon early this morning? ripe and luscious and ready to burst — remember when I was just like Her?  

  • Wasted

    Wasted

    I jumped off the deep end and you didn’t follow. That should have been my first clue, but as they say, love is blind— and wasted, too— on you.