Lacuna

A lone, windswept... weeping willow
Tired of changeable toxic breeze 
Conundrums staged... perplexing
Do you crave my Love, a release? 

Where are you my Persephone? 
Do you wait for me... are you there?
Sense day’s light dwindling to dusk
Darkling... cradled by despair 

I am hope‘s bruised butterfly
Gentle grace within my touch 
A rippled flux of universe 
Unabated... unconditional love!

Ache for a life painted passionate 
Two singing spirits that tremolo truth 
Peace, pillowed-quilt... compassionate 
My soul’s amber-encased... loving muse

Empty, lonely... tear-stained, tussled sheets 
Twilight slithers... lick our wounds 
Leaves us, cold wraiths... desolate 
Yearning tender care... new moons

Oh Love... wrap me in your velvet tones
Hold me safe, in celestial words 
Lie with me under this Harvest Moon
Be loved, precious, cherished... and adored

Dreams, I press like violets
Forever, my heart’s lyre... laid at your feet 
Twinned light, transcends Autumn’s equinox
Won't you fill my lacuna, Love... please come unto me 

Synchronised, our spirits aligned... contented! 
Shine, goldening-wise, Fall’s souls’... quantum seeds
Love’s autumnal, bright... Phoenix, piled feathers
We’ll rise again, upon zephyr’s peaceful ease
Together... we will find what has been missing
Equilibrium’s love.... life’s illusive... puzzle piece!

© 2022 - Violet Moon Poetry - Debbie Razey
Both poem and art made on photoleap

My Friend

 
I hope you know I love you... always will!
Your heart to me… like sunshine’s happy pill 
I know those words are often platitudes 
But we both know our hearts... they are attuned
Yes, we don't know what life will throw our way 
Sometimes dark nights... they will eclipse our days 
But you, my friend, can lean on and rely 
Your pain and hurt... to soothe, I’ll always try 
Oceans apart... but I’ll stand by your side 
I'll tend your wounds and listen whilst you cry 
For you to me… are dearer than the stars 
I'll keep you safe... embrace your every scar 
In me, you have a home... you do belong 
Our giggles, soul-deep bond... will keep from harm

© 2022 - Violet Moon Poetry - Debbie Razey