Scorched

Words scorched
With hatred
Whip through her
Soul
Slicing her sense
Of strength, self
Her mouth
Full
Of cruel dust
Her heart
Flattened
A scarlet scarf
Adrift
In rib
-bons
Then finally
Flayed
By a parting
Shot
Skeletal
She staggers
Garners
Her last grain
Of confidence
To kick
Sand in the face
Of her
Attacker

This is offered for Poetryjaam.blogspot.com  where Peggy asks us to pen a poem about deserts.  What can I say? It was a rough week...And now it's better :-)  Happy Friday!

Tastes Like Possibilities

It's a high-sky fly ball
Of silver glow
With a grin
Cloaked in
Midnight
Blue
A hue
Of aura too
Bend and
Extend
Consciousness
Into that blue-blue
Abyss
The twinkle-wonder
Of it
Tastes like
In-
finite
Possibilities

This is for Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com where Brian gave us a curve, a slow pitch, but no spit ball to write about baseball, possibilities...also Bjorn had dversepoets.com writing using Kennings (short word combos)--I was too late for the party, but loved the concept, so I threw in a few of my own.  Happy Weekend!!

Wings of Time

Time flies like the wind and fruit flies like bananas~Groucho Marx

Voy-
aged
Boy-
aged
A breath, a beat
A bundle snuggled
In my seat
Flying to Sacto.
A breath, a beat
A man's in that seat
Flying to Colorado
Seeking fun and snow
(Girlfriend also)
Insides fluttering
Heartbeat staccato
Till text beep
"Landed in Colorado"
A breath, a beat
And
In a blink
My boy's not a kid
And yet
I haven't aged a bit
(wink)

This is offered. for Poetry Jam poetryjaam.blogspot.com where Mary asks us to write about time, and Poetic Asides where Robert asks us to write about voyages.  My oldest son just took vacation with his girlfriend and my emotions completely surprised me by getting all unsettled and fearful.  Not like me, but as my mom said...it's those mom bonds.  Just received an adorable selfie with two rosy cheeked joyful faces next to a snowman.  Feeling happy :-)  Happy Weekend!