Sample Sunday: poems from Kaleidoscope

Happy Sunday to you!

For Sample Sunday, here are two poems from my book, Kaleidoscope. Hope you enjoy reading.

Vickie

The sparkling sea

The sea came and sat with me

Laughs in sighing ripples cast away

Lies with me as I sink into its depths

Icy fingers caress my hair, softest flow

Down into the deep where darkness plays

And shadows dance in eerie cacophony

Where silent tears are as silent cries beneath

The loudest crack that rips the heart in two

Is but nothing, only dreamt awhile

My footsteps carry me in their deepest prints

Chasing me down the length of the beach

Softest wet sand tingling between my toes

Dancing momentarily beneath my feet

Never-ending waves stretch before me

Tearing their way into the darkest night

The moon echoes its solitary dance, hovering

As though about to plunge and scoop me up

But the beach lays bare, no shadows stray

No lines mark its purity but my own steps

Straying thoughtlessly away from me

Tracing their own path away into the night

Where the bats chase and dive and flutter free

Into the tops of trees so spectre thin and bare

I’m reminded of the shuddering chill of cold

That wraps me up in its lifeless limbs so old

And in the silence I can trace a solitary song

That passing faint and wild it cries and falls

Out towards the sea’s outstretched blue hands

And cuts down, slices through, down into the deep

Where silence lives and nothing stirs or creates flight

No echoes chide the place in time so bereft

Faint nothingness, its heart stripped cold of sound

Laid bleak and bare in the darkness lit by moonlight

So cursed, so bold, it carries me so far beyond

Everything that stands before me and the deepest sea

And so it comes to sit beside me ebbing forth

To carry me away into its darkest secretive heart

I don’t mind

I don’t mind

If you stare

Or paint the room in blue

While I sleep

I don’t mind

If you walk a while

Or smile in your style

And mimic your expression

I don’t mind

If the urge to be is too much

Or the strength to see is gone

While I dream

@ Vickie Johnstone