My verse is...

...a child’s first step

And it is a walk on the moon

My verse is a bitter-sweet remedy

That springs from a troubled heart

My verse is a pilgrim in a strange land

And it is an open door

My verse is all that I have done

And all I have failed to do

My verse is a silver birch

And it is a red bud tree

That changes from tender purple

To deep and fulfilling scarlet

My verse is a sleepless night

A train whistle calling me back

My verse is a rising sail

Awaiting the breath of dawn

Live for the Love of it,

The Happy Amateur

Prompted by Wordgathering

I plead

do not

leave yet

take my soul

read me like a map

unravel me like a reel  

let us step into our love

same love

like into a river

one more time

let us bend

all rules

it is

vast

our love

it runs like years

never ever turns old

let our love take us in

do not dread to die
it is kind

let us be one

till it is time

to part

Live for the Love of it,

The Happy Amateur


Written for Poetic Bloomings 

Name (poem)

Written for Poetic Bloomings (What’s in a name? Prompt #107.)  We were asked to compose a poem using only words and/or phrases found in the letters of our names.

Alexandra Palmer

PLEAD:

READ

ME –

A PALM.

RED LAND,

ALL 

END –

AMEN.

Live for the love of it,

The Happy Amateur