Poppies

Poised poppies

petals pursed

Seminal seeds 

spilled

And burst

 upon

hairy pods

to die

of

thirst

©Rose

 

Broken-winged Bird

The icy moon

still

holds memories

of Autumn

The thrush's song

still

fills the air

I

still

search the skies

a broken-

winged bird

I am

still

chasing 

shadows

©Rose

The Silence

She looked at him

and wondered

what it was

she was supposed to feel

Contempt?

Sorrow perhaps?

But she only felt

the numbness

inside of her

He stopped talking

Perhaps waiting 

for a response

She looked at him 

and wondered

what it was

she was supposed to say

He spoke louder

Perhaps to invoke a response

Perhaps to force her to listen

Perhaps to fill the silence

But she only heard 

the silence

Only felt the numbness

 Coiling tightly

inside her 

Holding her,

Binding her,

to the silence

between his words

where she felt safe

 ©Rose

You Make Me Feel

You are trapped in my mind

in the maze of my dreams

haunting me

Your whispers brush my cheek

get tangled in my hair

tormenting me

Your touch  melts my heart

scorches my soul

torturing me

Your kiss leaves me breathless

words die on my lips

confusing me

Your eyes leave me vulnerable

naked before you

shaming me

Your gaze grazes my skin

I embrace the pain

you make me feel

©Rose