"witful" poems
Her smile hits like rays of sun
Her eyes explosive. Like the bang of a gun.
Her hair was soft like tailored silk.
Her voice was quick with witful skill
Her presence calm, an oceans breeze
Her hand in mine, the gentlest squeeze.
Her body pressed so close to mine
A heat that makes a fresh sun shine.
My sweetest angel still.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 10:20 AM UTC
her skin
looks like the sunset
its promise
sounds like her voice
strong
soft
and humble
singing songs of
witful phrases
the earth's spine shivers
in delight
of her footsteps
treading lightly
teaching ways of wonder
by seeing through the eyes
of children
and speaking in tongues
of brilliance
she is a flower
my mother
dancing
welcoming the rain
forgiving the clouds
and blooming
in sunlight
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 2:19 PM UTC