(A father reads his letter to the groom) The first to embrace her was me The first to kiss her was me The first to care for her was me Still, I hope you will be the one to accompany... Continue Reading →
These days.... shipwrecked on the shores of the living Most days....carving a new path with my shovel Some days ....chasing my rabbit-running heart.... imploring it to ‘please calm down!’ Sometimes....hiding under a thick blanket of metaphors Most times......hiding my fire-breathing... Continue Reading →
A kidnapper makes the call gleefully dreaming of his windfall With a voice laced with honey he demands all the money reciting his bank details and all! ©Vivian Zems Today at dVerse, and we are to write a funny poem beginning... Continue Reading →
Grief is my nemesis I wear blindfolds so I don't see it avoiding the ambush naked pain dulled to darkness sidestepping evisceration Is it my sin or is it weakness? ©Vivian Zems Lillian hosts dVerse with several words from three... Continue Reading →
Let's pretend that in the journey of self discovery There's a promised land in the middle of the sea The eroded road of experience leads to the edge of destiny Beyond this is a sea of emotions ever so untrustworthy... Continue Reading →
I see she's been crying by her wet puffy eyes I see she's been aging troubles march across her face Her dress- once flowery is charred with terror Her back-once straight sags under worry-weight I sit with London I share... Continue Reading →
Daylight and children clap their hands with mirth and glee as clocks jump forward happily swinging on a tree children play wild and free daylight waits for the evening meal ©Vivian Zems (#Cherita) Dverse Tuesday Poetics- Hosted by Lillian
Dead woman walking by soul-less eyes cast far beyond A state of being long forgotten All she does now is envy others comparing her life to their own twisted... Continue Reading →
If I had a super power It would be to reverse time I would rewind every hour to moments I can devour that-to me would be sublime I'd go back to a place to press the reset button I'd have... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 