Let Breathe – Six words into verse

Young hearts fragile as old bones

Catch her cold she goes viral

Born to see days like tomorrow

Wait a moment and it’s gone

 

No escape tied up in dreams

His will to keep her near

Her hand quite ordinary till held

The gift of his life hers

 

Reality no place in this fantasy

Smile at the ludicrousness of stars

Take away the madness let breathe

Be still let yourself go now

Promises – Poem and a line

He a man untied

to time or anything

beyond accepted promises

 

She his curved ball

provokes imagination

believes she can be his

 

Conscience slips and slides

everyday more blind

to all he’ll leave behind

 

As he sleeps he stares

sees her in his darkness

light rolls back their years

 

Love beyond words

felt though unheard

their promises unbroken

 

…..

 

He remembers, she too… will always

 

Renovation – Poem and a line

Key in the door

a little stiff

needs lubricating

she keeps telling him

 

Steps inside

odd smell greets

wet plaster wood dust

others homes not his

 

Walls holes overfilled

tiles broken rough edges

doors an inch too short

frames botched distorted

 

Windows condensation soaked

heating gone awry

message painted on a wall

your home as you left mine

…..

Prerequisite… drill then screw. Nailed it.

Twitter Lines – Week 11-15/Nov/19

BelievingSightUnseen  @EDC_Writing
Nov 13

‘I see, it has to be your way or not at all, no hint of a compromise, no flexibility, no give and take, no sign of you being prepared to concede to give us a chance, but I will, so I’ll wait to hear from you, I’ll not ask again.’   #1lineWed – theme ‘ Give/Take’

Nov 14

She knew the drill, keep him hanging on, playing with his heart, promising they’ll meet up soon, keep on saying ‘I’m nervous, I’m not ready’ when he keeps asking ‘why not yet?’ – damn him, she’s confused, the things he does to her with words… #vss365 – prompt ‘Drill’

Nov 15

Little spent as you and me, rail tickets cheap day returns, London pubs, chain restaurants, daylight hours no overnights, walking yet seen no sights, bank accounts our #pounds not stretched, time, as us, overdrawn unchecked. #vss365 – prompt ‘Pound’  (see ‘unstretched‘)

 

 

 

 

 

Not a Day – poem and a line

Poem:

You may not want to read this

you may feel I don’t deserve you

you may wish I hadn’t written

maybe you’ve given up on me

 

I may have got it wrong

in so many ways that’s me

I may have got you wrong

in what I need to be

 

There’s not a day you’re not with me

there’s not a day I’ll not smile

there will never be a day

I’ll not wonder how you are

 

Six Words:

Miss being… as one us two