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Showing posts with label photography to poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, 22 December 2013

Snowflakes......



upon my wake
makes me smile
drifting down
if only for awhile
on this town

white like diamonds
tear drops of rain
frozen 
like my heart

makes a snowflake

sparkle
vanishing

on my black dress
like jets in the night.

~DeniseAngela~


Poets United









Monday, 25 November 2013

Tic Toc


A clock
the wind up kind
that woke me
with a shrill of bells
tic toc
since I was 7
gifted to me by my Nanny
that was pure heaven

A clock
that Mother gave away
when I left home to college
a sadness I kept at bay

A clock
that I spot
as I walk
into a vintage boutique
5000 miles away
in Paris
my childhood clock
that has returned
home

with me.

~DeniseAngela~




Saturday, 9 November 2013

Only at Night


You come to me
only at night
for that time
it feels so real

this glass apartment
high in the sky
with wrap around balcony
we walk hand in hand

your kiss
the summer scent of you
I most miss

as we talk
daylight breaks

your fading
screaming at me
to close my eyes
to wait for darkness
you’ll be back

I awake 
alone 
in the apartment.

~DeniseAngela~


~
my lucid dreams
Poets United
Midnight Poet
~photo via mls Prague~
~

Friday, 18 October 2013

Fortnight


A hallway
dark like black

the click
of my heels

echoes
the emptiness

that your back.


~self portrait~





Sunday, 22 September 2013

Repose



Waking from my dream
desperately seeking
to go back
to find the moments
of pure ecstasy
flying as me
above in the sky
where I’m destined to be
slowly becoming
a vague memory.


Poets United

~my iPhone photo in Vancouver~
~a dream I had last night~

Friday, 20 September 2013

End of Summer


I’m one
with the sun
these last
couple of weeks

the last of
stifling heat
I wish would
forever keep

I pack my bag
well aware
when the
cool night air
whispers
summer’s fading
it’s like
 a lost love affair.


~self portrait~

Thursday, 5 September 2013

Mermaid



Across the sea
beyond the concrete wall
is where I want to be
swimming like a mermaid
I would so have it made
not be real
just for a day.



~self portrait~
~maxi dress made by me~

Wednesday, 28 August 2013

at dawn



When sleep evades me
a design
for a new dress is made
carefully sewn
ready for
when I leave home.


I start my
little white car
acceleration
always a rush
the sun
I barely feel
as I drift
towards the sea


From a water of blueness
I feel the crystal white sand
the heat of the sun
the powerful waves
crashing down
enticing me
to the dark caves
where I might find
another soul
who calls
this paradise home.

~self portrait~
~beach cover up & fringe bag made by me~
~images by me~

inspired by 
my obsessions
sewing, driving, the beach




Friday, 23 August 2013

Butterfly in Black



Flying at night
no one can see
their beauty
but me
flying in threes
how they used to be
now just a painted memory.



photo taken with my iPhone.

Saturday, 17 August 2013

Summer for 2



Hot blazing sun
waking up
to another scorching day
it seems it will never rain
whispers she
revel in the moments
of remoteness
says he.



~photo by me~

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Forgiveness



What keeps you awake
is your soul
protecting your heartbreak
their spewing of bile
with the mask of a smile
that makes you feel 
completely unreal

try to surrender
your mind to peace
& the flood of anxiety
will cease

forgiveness

will lift that
burden of hate
& give you faith

the power to move on
to trust another soul
to someday bond.


Prompt 16 Life Lessons
MindLovesMisery


~self portrait~





Monday, 12 August 2013

Night Driving



to nowhere
to see no one
just driving
I pass by
and glance up
to
remember
another time
when
there was
 someone to see
somewhere to be
before you left me.


Poets United


~photo by me~


Friday, 9 August 2013

A Charmed Life



The jingling sound of her charms
forever takes me back in time
the dangling icons
making me wish
they were mine.
I got my wish
at the end
 of her time
too sad
for her to know
how her charms
make me think of her so.


Wednesday, 7 August 2013

The ghost of me....




What I once was
was what I hide
until I met you
& became your bride
Time has passed
& the ghost of me
comes alive.




Monday, 5 August 2013