MIDNIGHT MELANCHOLY
Night’s slow fade
of blue to purple
sends my heart
halfway ‘round
the world to where the sky is
filled with your mourning.
2016-04-15
P. Wanken
Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 15.
MIDNIGHT MELANCHOLY
Night’s slow fade
of blue to purple
sends my heart
halfway ‘round
the world to where the sky is
filled with your mourning.
2016-04-15
P. Wanken
Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 15.
FRIENDSHIPS ARE MADE OF THIS
(a shadorma)
Hot fudge shake
made with creamy fudge
and homemade
vanilla
ice cream. Want some? I’ll even
give you the last straw.
2014-04-30
P. Wanken
Written for Poetic Asides April 2014 Poem-A-Day Challenge DAY 25: Last Straw
EVERY LIFE NEEDS ITS OWN LAUGH TRACK
(a shadorma)
Not the kind
that sounds fake or canned;
but rather,
the laughter
of friends – the kind that reminds
us it’s good to laugh.
2014-03-02
P. Wanken
Written for Creative Bloomings #144: What This Place Needs….
SAVED…BY A PAL
In a world
surrounded by people,
I was lost and alone.
Until I was found.
2013-03-13
P. Wanken
Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt #69 (Memoir Project – Part #4): With A Little Help From My Friends
STUCK LIKE GLUE
(a shadorma)
Between a
rock and a hard place,
I found you.
In a heap
of brokenness, you found me.
Like glue, we bonded.
2012-11-14
P. Wanken
Inspired by
Poetic Asides PAD Challenge prompt #14:
“Stuck.”
and posted as Day #11 for the “100 Days of Fall/Winter 2012” challenge.