A starry night he did proclaim
with hues and stokes so untamed,
he layed on with palette knife.
The twirls and swirls of gold
above the dormant village old,
despite his own inner strife.
Stars played cheerfully around,
restful hues on slumbering town
as though, sleeping with his wife.
While the sun awaited to arise
shadows of wheat black to his eyes,
he turned the heavens into wildlife.
Locked in his cold dismal room,
he painted not of his true gloom,
but of a dreamy, wonderous life.
Oct 11, 2020
Oct 11, 2020 at 5:59 PM UTC
Tiny lives he had trapped,
inside a big old jam jar.
They twirled and fluttered,
fire sparks of light afar.
His prize possession,
A starry piece of the night,
that brought him lots of joy
and gave off so much light.
Alas, they danced less,
a faint light they did make.
So, in a last act of love,
his jar he had to break.
And off they all did fly,
up into the darkest night.
He turned to his eyes up
and noticed all the light.
So consumed to keep,
a few stars of light,
he had failed to notice
the heavens shining bright.
Oct 3, 2020
Oct 3, 2020 at 6:31 AM UTC
Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas
Firefly eyes dart amidst blades of dark green
Moonlight shines softly on faces that tease
Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas
Bobbing and hoping between limbs of trees
Teeny folk dancing that no one has seen
Tiny feet scamper across dewy seas
Leaving no footprints to tell where they've been.
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC
Kiss me slow
You kiss my soul
Let the feeling linger
You have me
Wrapped around your finger
Twisted in your love
Rolled up in your attention
Don't you feel
The chemistry, the tension
I can't hold it back
Like an elastic band
It goes snap !
My love for you
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC
My love for you is something
I have tried hard to put in words
My love for you is everything
Yet still it sounds absurd
For each time that we speak
I just fall back in love with you
My face just lights up everytime
It's just something that you do
And it's no use in me trying
To capture it in lines of rhyme
For no metaphor or simile
Can convey this love of mine
It only seems to grow each day
And never withers with time
Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 11:06 AM UTC
Sparks flew,
and one
became a flame
feeding like
a starved child
it grew into
a raging fire
untamed.
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 4:58 PM UTC
Dawns consumes Dusk,
to a wishers dream .
She's his first rays,
he's her moonbeam,
her dark lullaby
his sweet morning song.
She breaths in him life, his love makes her strong.
In that moment,
as they lay side by side, their world is at peace dawn and twilight collide.
©Réne Curtis
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 4:30 PM UTC