As the meadowlark
Singing after fresh spring rain
Poets need the same

©  2017 Jim Davis

Jesus Christ;
              Faith and peace,
        Selflessness and purity,
      Understanding and gentle.
Beautiful in soul non judgemental,
         All wrapped up in love.
            In a nutshell
                He Looks like
                    Love.

with a thud and clink

of a locking door

my heart did sink

right down to the floor

like a half moon does

into the grey forest smoke

the lonely and lost

I am forgotten by you

the one I remember most

my house of heart

you once called home

now just a rented space

searching for a tenant

to love
©achosenword

The moon
a silver dagger
in the night sky

carving light
like a chandelier
out of the dark silence
of my mind

conjuring you
with every breath

To you, my one and only unknown love, I bestow unto you my heart and burning desires.
I've dreamed of our wedding day, and much more to come.
But still with a blank slate, for you, my one and only unknown love.

he replaced the washer,
the refrigerator too

he liked new appliances; they
reminded him of her

especially when he opened the freezer and found
not a pint of her Haagen-Dazs Vanilla

the new washer contained old ghosts as well
for he blasphemed her by washing on hot

a prohibition when she was still here, for fear
of shirts shrinking, she always claimed

he wondered what words of hers would haunt him
when he gutted the wall for a new oven

maybe it would just be the longing for the smell
of cookies baking  (chocolate chip)

the ones she prepared for the grandsons, the day
she took a "quick nap" and never woke up