They said Love had it all
Sugar, spice and everything nice
All I would ever want
All I would ever need!
And so with thoughts of hope
I sought and I craved
Ascending to a dream
Yet rising to my demise!
wings of happiness
gliding on gale, gust, and breeze
to be lost or found
There was joy but also despair
Breaks, rakes and aches
Scars, stains and Pains
For my happiness would not come from only love
And love did not bring only happiness.
in life’s loveless Wilds
I launched an expedition
happiness to find
where joy would come from loving
not from desire to be loved
Hi everyone, I’m back after almost a month away finishing my first novel draft.
I hope you enjoy this. Can’t wait for your feedback, I missed this place. My poetry might be a bit rusty.
- Colleen’s syllabic challenge – haiku and tanka in bold italics on the theme “expedition”
- Reena’s exploration challenge – turn a dream or belief on its head.
- Eugi’s weekly prompt – soaring.
Hope you’re all safe, I’ll be catching up slowly.
Stay loving everyone.