Submitted by Wings of Eternity on Fri, 09/30/2016 - 18:22

I saw you today
and yet so familiar,
crimson and blue,
brown and tan,
building a wall,
and a bridge
on my heart.

how far we’ve come!
I miss you sometimes,
but not too often
Just in the night
when I dream,
I dream of you,
of laughter
of love
and of moments shared.

Let Go and Let Me Love You

Submitted by Mary on Wed, 06/25/2014 - 17:31

I’ll never forget the moment
I first told you that I love you,
thinking you’d be happy—
as happy as you’ve made me.
I can’t forget the fear inside,
watching your face fall instead.
Now you’re pushing me away,
telling me I shouldn’t stay,
telling me I shouldn’t love you,
that I’m better off without you,
certain I’d no longer love you,
If I only knew...

Picture (or, Portal to the Past)

Submitted by little woman on Wed, 12/26/2012 - 18:52

picture from so long ago
remembering that day
waiting in anticipation
for the girl who had been
a best friend
now what was she?
I missed her
got all dressed up in
my favorite outfit
did my hair the way
I thought
looked best
wanted to impress
posed, for just a minute
in a pile of leaves
behind my sisters
one 'look'
one fake smile
one face radiating joy
trying not to get leaves on my clothes
yet this picture
was my favorite for two years

Little One

Submitted by Lea Grace on Sun, 07/22/2012 - 22:15

Before me I see 15 girls, each one a little taller than the one to her right. Each a year older than the one before. Golden hair, they all have, except for the youngest. They are looking around, chatting with their neighbor. They don’t know that I am there I walk to the start of the line. Before me is a baby. She has dark hair covering her head. Her face is rosy and her fists are clenched. Her left ear is smaller than the right. I bend down and take her in my arms. “Sleep well, little one,for you will see amazing things one day.” I gently set her down and move up the line.

Holding the Dawn

Submitted by Hannah W. on Sun, 11/29/2009 - 16:54

Slip away in darkness
while I hold off the dawn
hide among the tall rocks
and our flesh is stone for now.

Running, running, hiding, weeping
Dawn is coming, light is breaking
over the crest of the valley
We watch from the mountains, from rocks
and we know time is slipping.

No! Run away! Flee far with the night,
I will hold off the dawn
I will stay here and fight
I would rather die than see morning,
fall dead here than live tomorrow,
far away.