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Mir'am! thy Love to Me as Musk Perfume;
Shimmering tresses of raven soft wave
Chasing away my melancholy gloom.
Loving spirit! Naive and yet so brave.
How oft have my arms ached to hold thee near
To my heart, protecting thee from dire harm.
Dear darling!childlike with innocent cheer.
Smitten I fall captive to feline charm.
My lips with kisses crave thy furry face;
Mesmerized as you chase a butterfly
Dancing so carefree with aerial grace,
Causing my heart to echo wistful sigh.
God grant thee health and utmost happiness
Thou precious! Who from life deserves no less!


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~Hilda~
A Sonnet to Our Cat, Miriam, a stray. Written January 23, 2013.
i needn't tell you where i've been for you have known it too
the very trails i've walked upon are those inside of you
revealing more each passing step, i ask and you respond
and i no longer feel myself a wandering vagabond
i'm spilling out, you're soaking in these fragments of my soul
and one day soon within your self, i'll finally unfold
a blanket sea of what we are will cover what you've done
and make the bodies we've unearthed a perfect setting sun
Title taken from a song by Bright Eyes - Sunrise, Sunset
I cannot go, she's always there
To take my place without a care  
She's putting locks on what I've said
For once she crept inside my head
See I've become her source of prey
And I can't seem to get away
Her pace is quick and on she crawls
Around my feet, I trip and fall
But though I stumble all this time
I'll fight for what is truly mine
She may proclaim that she has won
But I will wait 'til time is gone
For then a seed will surely die
The one who's love has been a lie
Fast her wild days ran tall as forest foxglove,
long the happy sun of wing full prayers and beating drums
grassy knees ripening green on summer's lawn
honeycombed hideouts of laughing stings and bees
running long through wild meadows
pale of butter's milky cream
a child's face soft as flower petals
so quick to bud into full bloom
blushing in her rosy days
a swan soon flies to the wild unknown
there where an hourglass looks on
When saved is not what is sought
bathing in and relishing the ignorance
blinded to words, numbed to compassion
it would seem every man for himself
none for all and all for none
they will eat me alive whislt cackling
while I lie drowning in tears
sinking deeper than the roots of the oldest tree of life
kneel down and lose the will to fight
pondering why it is I would cry
what would be the point of bounding through the fires of Hell
when they themselves do not seem to care
then a stranger smiles at me for no reason
and I remember
I dip my head
to avert your eyes
every time we pass
I hold my breath
to prevent from speaking
and proving myself an ***
I pretend I know
what you think of me,
that I’m strange and unappealing
I fear I’ve blown
any chance at knowing you
and sharing these feelings
About a co-worker.
1.
Half-hearted pleas
Administer disease
To an accustomed sorrow;
The natural ease
May come tomorrow.

2.
A half-heart's built
Out of milk that's spilt;
In love no habit ends
When allotted like dividends;
What one intended
Is not often what one did.

3.
A satiated conscience
Rests almost entirely on nonsense.
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