Long, Lonely Nights
mark my words
if there is one thing
i’m sure of
is that
i think of you
on these long, lonely nights
till it hurts
so, I carry your smile in my heart
certain that
you’ll carry me away
one day

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Long, Lonely Nights
mark my words
if there is one thing
i’m sure of
is that
i think of you
on these long, lonely nights
till it hurts
so, I carry your smile in my heart
certain that
you’ll carry me away
one day

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Cool Blue Riff
An unfrozen river of silk pastels
floats like liquid light
into smooth stone passageways
and along love ache alleys
where light rain sings
into its pooled self
and shards of reflected neon
brighten the cool current.
The river flows on
still remembering
now imagining what is here:
moon melt
fresh bitter lemon
cool indigo
Miles.
© Scott Thompson
Breaking Melancholy
this one is a tough nut to crack
I know
I've tried many times before
the others weren't easy
but eventually I broke them
Fear
Doubt
Jealousy
Insecurity
but this one is the toughest one of all
I keep it at the top of pile
as a reminder of how far I have to go
Haiku Prompt 19
The leaves fell slowly
In the dim dawn by the sea
They crept under my heart

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There was a young lady from Mt. Clitter,
who’s eyes could sparkle and glitter,
I loved her for real,
but my heart she did steal,
and threw it away in the shitter.
something awake, Nov. 2018
Abuse: An Acrostic Poem
A young and trusting girl
Buries her pain with a secret
Underneath a sweet smile
So she can bear her existence
Everyday heart beats stronger.
©Delia Thorne/TB April 25/19