Brave Hearts

The man said to the moon

“Where is your brave heart?

For each morning you leave my side.”

The moon said to the man

” where do you find your place?

For every evening you wait for my return.”

The man anchored his hope

on the lamp of the moon

Even though the sun could

lead him home.


This poem is directly inspired by the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe. I am working through older prompts to help spark my imagination. Be sure to check out the challenge every Tuesday! Photo by Benjamin Voros on Unsplash.

Poems from the past pt. 4

There are many things that

I pray for

and ask for

forgetting a bigger

larger, firmer, wiser

hand.

Rushed under water

and blown by a

simple breeze, I

think all the answers

are in the cards

and all the solutions

can be found.

When in fact, the

wiser player only

wants me to listen

Good gracious

Listen.


I was inspired to go through my journal from about a year ago and re-read some of the poems that I wrote back then. I thought it would be neat to have a week where I showcased some of my past penned poems that have never seen the light of day. To be honest, I was motivated by the “Throwback Friday” posts found on the Go Dog Go Cafe. If you haven’t, take a moment to see all the greater writers who share on that page! – L Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash.

Poems from the past pt. 3

Where there is light

at the end of the tunnel?

you wonder if you had

died to become part of heaven

you wonder how you got to

this place and you

wonder if you are

even human

.

When I close my eyes these things

become my reality,

and I wonder how I

have fallen into the abyss.


I was inspired to go through my journal from about a year ago and re-read some of the poems that I wrote back then. I thought it would be neat to have a week where I showcased some of my past penned poems that have never seen the light of day. To be honest, I was motivated by the “Throwback Friday” posts found on the Go Dog Go Cafe. If you haven’t, take a moment to see all the greater writers who share on that page! – L Photo by Jez Timms on Unsplash.

Poems from the past pt. 2

Today I woke up to the sun

but my eyes craved one more

lasting blink

Can the stars turn back time for me

to rest?

Then later today,

I contemplated my life and where

I should go

and who I should

be

I feel so transient

sometimes

most times

it sinks into me

as water in the earth

slowly until I am

soaked with the notion

that I can do anything

or everything; maybe

But then I looked out over

the canyon and tried to

imagine myself back in time

jumping off the cliff

to fall into another world

the wind blew their memories

around my closed eyes

and I knew then

the stars had answered my prayer.


I was inspired to go through my journal from about a year ago and re-read some of the poems that I wrote back then. I thought it would be neat to have a week where I showcased some of my past penned poems that have never seen the light of day. To be honest, I was motivated by the “Throwback Friday” posts found on the Go Dog Go Cafe. If you haven’t, take a moment to see all the greater writers who share on that page! – L Photo by Greg Rakozy on Unsplash.

Poems from the past pt. 1

Be lined the natural skies

the waking eyes of the eagle

soaring

roaring

over the waterfall

into the rocky abiss

a deep pool

that you pull yourself into

nothing more than

upward bound

maybe

I’m just sinking lower


I was inspired to go through my journal for about a year ago and re-read some of the poems that I wrote back then. I thought it would be neat to have a week where I showcased some of my past penned poems that have never seen the light of day. To be honest, I was motivated by the “Throwback Friday” posts found on the Go Dog Go Cafe. If you haven’t, take a moment to see all the greater writers who share on that page! – L Photo by Kea Mowat on Unsplash.