I slip into the fading twilight,
words fall through my mind in perfect time
to the breath that grows deeper
and I long to be able to remember
all of these beautiful words that fell into place
like ants walking in a perfect line
one after another
moving forward with their goal
as mine was to save each of these images
and words that I felt were so fitting
knowing that with the coming of the dawn,
they would be scattered about
forgotten
and it left me sad in a way
but I knew that at some point,
walking that path they would come back again,
to find me waiting
for a midnight masterpiece
that was born
then slipped into the darkness,
a mere memory
now.
Perhaps it is the whisper of the pink moon
searching over water into my thoughts,
stirring up a calm and peaceful way
that waits for just the right and perfect moment,
sneaking in to rouse me
to come out to play
in coming days.
Maybe the words will be there
as I stand alone under her distant gaze
perhaps she will share with me the memory forgotten
and with the rise of the sun
it will all fall into place
as fingers move
with forgotten grace.
How horrid for you my friend,
Wishing I could whisk in
Magic fairy godmother to spirit away
Each ache and pain that tears at you
With knife-like claws,
To free you from these bonds that tie
Your mind in sorrow
I send wishes and thoughts for the well to refill,
The cup to run over with happiness
And in the meantime till the day arrives,
I shall blow upon the wind
Light and peace and reflective thoughts
That tomorrow will be a better day,
That your creations will give you solace
And that these words will find you
With a gentle blessing of love,
Peace and love Sheldon,
Stay safe and we will rise above
As poets and dreamers often do,
Kim
PS….I’m feeling good, got about ten pounds of hair cut off and only lost one on the scale….sigh…but hey, it’s getting there😊☀️☀️
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I actually have one in my phone and STILL miss countless conversations and scenes (usually of Dark Fey) because I often consider scenes as Im driving and talk through the dialog, but invariably never turn on my voice recorder 😡
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I feel with my hands
As far as my body
Not so good
I had to cancel one of the appointments yesterday
The other one gave me more pills to take
The nite before I slept sitting up
The spasms have been ungodly
How is it going with you
I hope all is well
I have enough complaints
To make a list
I just want to smile instead of crying all the time
My tears have tears
My issues are back ordered
And the company can’t fill the orders fast enough
I try to stay focused
But it only lasts for so long
I eat because I have to
Not because that it tastes good
This whole situation was a wake up call
That I would of wished had stayed asleep
Tests ,tests and more tests
I don’t have anymore blood
Cause you can’t get blood from a stone
That’s enough for now
I’ll wake up when it’s over
As always
The Professional Cannon
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Thank you so very much, I’m glad you enjoyed it….the trials of lost words at sleep time, always perplexes me😊
Peace and love,
Kim
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No ma’am, it wasn’t. Check Jernee’s blog! And, your email. Tons of thanks awaits you :-D.
You’re so welcome!
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Thank you Sheldon,
I am perhaps always happy to make your day better with simple words…haha, hope the Dr. Appts went well and that you’re feeling better….peace and love my friend, Kim
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Keep telling myself I need to buy a little hand held recorder….it was soooo very good and I don’t say that a lot about my own writing….it will surface at some point. Perhaps it was just there to tease me, I almost got up to write a blog but had no energy left😊
Thanks Morgan💜
Peace and love,
K
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Thanks Tre, from the bottom of my heart. It was funny but for some reason I was composing words as I fell asleep and I knew they were perfect…wished I had a light, pen and paper, etc….for if I got up to write them down, they’d run and hide from me….I actually chuckled aloud realizing it, finally let them slip away…perhaps I should buy a handheld recorder I can whisper my magic words into, hmmmm….yeah…I should😊
Peace and love…gotta track something this am….must have been on the slow boat😊
K💜
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Good morning Sue,
I take that compliment and shall wear it proudly like a badge, it means a lot to me that what I say reaches you, the fun part is when I first began putting it out there on the blog, I thought good god, know one is going to read this drivel, my grammar sucks, etc….picked myself a part pretty good and then just got to where it didn’t matter, I just Had to write and get the words out…now I get even more joy out of it, I just needed to be myself, warts and grammar and all….I enjoy bringing light into someone’s day, sometimes even my own….your writing is beautiful too, don’t ever forget, we’re here for a reason, to share our gifts and light the days with magic and love…thank you for jump starting mine today.
Peace love and happy almost weekend😊
Kim
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Simple yet beautiful! 🙂
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I remember laying there thinking I need to buy myself a tape recorder and that chances were slim I’d remember…catch them when they’re on the fly or they slip on by😊 peace and love, Kim
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Awesome poem. Yes words can be so powerful.
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So incredibly beautiful. It is an everlasting sweep of visions and desires. “and words that I felt were so fitting” and “perhaps the whisper of the pink moon/searching over water into my thoughts, stirring up a calm and peaceful way….,” Heartache and a heavy loneliness in ones own soul, stirs me to the core. You are by far, one of my favorite poets. I could linger right here forever. Thank you so much for creating such harmony of thought feeling and emotion. You amaze me.
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You have a way of settling the unsettled with your words. They’re always so calming, just what the Doctor ordered, sort of words:
“moving forward with their goal
as mine was to save each of these images
and words that I felt were so fitting
knowing that with the coming of the dawn,
they would be scattered about
forgotten
and it left me sad in a way
but I knew that at some point,
walking that path they would come back again,
to find me waiting
for a midnight masterpiece
that was born
then slipped into the darkness,
a mere memory
now.”
So beautiful… So very beautiful, indeed.
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OH I do hate when the Perfect Verse Beguiles my thoughts,
But only for an instant
and then is gone!
Perfectly related Pain, my friend 🙂
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I really love the l say part
When it’s starts with perhaps
Really great flow
And very powerful
As always Sheldon
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