Silky Flowers. . .Epitomes of You | Poetry Remix No. 49

Silky flowers . . .epitomes of you.

Decorated in delicate dresses.

Silky Flowers. . .Epitomes of You
Photo by Nikhita Singhal on Unsplash

I’ll draw you in pastures of loneliness.

Suns Rise to Parch Tears

© Jonathan Pines and WritingWithStrangers, 2019, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

The Waves are Crashing | Poetry Remix No. 46

The waves are crashing against shaded stones.
The salty air dries the brine of the night.
Creatures clamber, evading to their homes.
Skinny palm trees bend their hands to the light.

the waves are crashing
Photo by Jack Stapleton on Unsplash

I close my eyes, you drift into picture.
Disregarding all but our affection.
We’re so carefree, relishing this fixture.
Insouciant, relishing imperfection.

Let’s float apart, together, me and you.
Laughs. . . flirty glances. . . our envisaged cove.
Between the azure sky and ocean blue,
there’s the warmth of the sun, and of our love.

I close my eyes and I hold your hand in mine,
But when eyes open, you’re not here. . this time. . .

One Day You Won’t Recognize Me

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