Linda M. Crate- Three Poems

wilted lily 
 

freckled with indecision
i wonder to write
or not?
will my love for you reverberate
through the pen strokes,
will the lines of the
paper caress your face until 
all your tears of mourning
have sank beneath
the sun?
all i know is i love you
i always have, always will
can we take time's
pendulum 
undo the day that makes me wake
each day with agony?
because i miss you and i need
you like the river needs the rain you told
me to shine, but you forgot that
you're the spark in me 
emitting the most light; you wilted
your lily just when
she thought she remembered
how to smile.

feigned joy
 

i hope
you always remember
autumn's kiss
the way you gave me
such passion
even autumn turned her leaves
away, our love and our
romance so great
that none
could hope to conquer it -
now it lays
broken as the twigs by 
the river bank
my heart
shattered into the cold fragments
of winter, and i wonder
if you can taste
them beneath your
wolf tongue,
if you feel pity or anger
remorse or
the desire to spill more of me until the
ground until nothing is left to drink
except the fragments of a
smile feigning 
happiness. 

 

 

moon dancer 

 

you

are an unanswered

question lingering

always in my

heart

were we both parts

of the same star?

i say yes,

because there's a

connection

that cannot be broken - 

a love deeper and further

reaching than all the

galaxies in every

world 

combined;

you can't just throw us away

i won't let you,

my love and passion for

you is brighter than

the sun it will

burn the retinas of all that

stare like cyclops eyes -

you are scott

summers and i am

emma frost,

and i won't allow any jean

grey to come between

us or any stray

thought

of you hurting me wound our

romance until she is

impaled like this 

there's no

getting rid of me: my

obsession,

and my love and my lust are

written in the silver of

the moon dancing

in your hair.