poetry – Page 2 – Noellie's Place

The Sun & Moon

When one is going down the other is pushing up

In a crowded room of yesteryears

One man gave me life
the other made me his wife

FIVE SIX – Pick up sticks

The world’s hardened you with cheap tricks

A simple board now transformed

Muscles flex securing the hold

Strongly fastened to a tree

Scared and unsure is a look I’ve never seen on him before

the flutter of your butterfly kisses

A ballet of silhouettes endlessly dance above

Dreams are beckoned and set free

Infection and contagion are their life mission

Music plays but I do not hear

Rhythms of the road softly lull

Talk fades into the distance