Nestled In Safety


(a shadorma)

again by nightmares,
she reached out.
The distance
was closed by his voice as he
held her with his words.

P. Wanken


Written for Poetic Asides April Poem-A-Day Challenge #29: Use a line from a previous poem as the title. Posted for day 58 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.


* “nestled in safety” taken from Day 3’s poem: “Fledgling (Love) Bird”

Flawed Reality


a distant whistle and
sweat-soaked sheets
send a chill through my body,
enough to startle me awake;

crossing the cold granite floor
I stand before the open window,
eyes closed, and inhale sweet jasmine
ample enough to forget

the montage of nightmares
(scraps of reality) trapped
inside demons’ domain…
until sunset comes again

P. Wanken

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl prompt #62: jasmine, demons, window, scrap, ample, montage, flawed, granite, trapped, whistle, domain, and sunset

Swept Away


crawling from bed
he walks down the hall
finding his way in the dark
blankie trailing behind
on the cement

the warm body next to her
wakes her
as the morning sun,
a prophet of fresh starts,
peeks in on them

she watches him sleep
taking mental notes
of everything
from his rusty red hair
to the scars on his cheek and chin

he would wake soon
to tell her again of the dreams
that torment his nights
and she will see to it that they are
swept tenderly away once more

P. Wanken

Written for The Sunday Whirl prompt, using the words pictured above.