Under the Moon of Summer Solstice

Turku, Finland at 1:30 a.m. (Photo Credit Esa Mela)

sun and moon
meet at midnight ~
star-crossed love

2021-06-03
P. Riggs

Written for Poetic Bloomings Prompt 336

Solitude

SOLITUDE

A
lone
wolf stands
at the edge
of the midnight sky.
The horizon stretches far, wide,
beyond what my eyes
can see. The
wolf stands
a
-lone.

2019-04-10
P. Wanken

Shared at Poetic Asides

Love Burns Eternal

 

bonfire kaleidoscope (by Elizabeth)

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LOVE BURNS ETERNAL

As
his eyes
closed the door
at each day’s end,
his mind would return
to the one who’d lit his
heart with the magic of fire
-flies; a love that did not fall short
of his dreams, for that is where love lives.
It’s when he would sleep, he’d rest in her arms.

Then the time came to close the door on the
midnight of his dreams, a place where her
fanciful flight of fireflies had
lit the path of each foot fall,
guiding them around all
turns and obstacles.
Undying love
leading to
endless
sleep.

2016-04-27
P. Wanken

Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 27.

Midnight Contemplations

MIDNIGHT CONTEMPLATIONS

It’s not my imagination…
as I listen to the music of the night,
my defenses find cessation.
It’s not my imagination…
truth is realized through all sensations.
His tender mercies are not finite.
It’s not my imagination,
as I listen to the music of the night.

2016-04-26
P. Wanken

Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 26.

Midnight Melancholy

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.