A Sacred Place:

 closed my eyes. I was there. instantly. a gorgeous place.

the best moments spent in the wonder of childhood.

nature spoke. my steps as vivid as a fresh wound. or a kiss.

the magic of recalling. nature’s sacred place. always within me.

euphony. memories and being. walking abreast.

reliving forever. seize polyphony. devour my heart.

 

Beautiful Day:

 my hand touched hers. and never again was life the same. the dim gray

was infused with colour. red. blue. black. yellow. orange. purple.

a lens through which love made its way. the birds trilled.

the air felt warm. delightful qualities projected themselves.

soft skin. indigo eyes. gazed at her essence. on that beautiful day.

when a kind stroke made life shine.

 

An Adventure:

gazing astonishing sceneries. my heart. echoing happiness.

an emotion. alluring as a ballerina dancing on snow.

novel and prosperous as an autumn sunset.

on the verge of love, and the brim of exuberance.

my life becomes pervaded with delight.

and my essence unfurls.

 

Her Life:

broke a glass. the shattering sound. started bleeding. a slur.

a reflection. an image of her. never forgotten.

crimson. damp. gnawing escorted by a tempest. tears.

salt and a gulp of despair. her life. made of cold hail.

mouldering. fragmented as the glass before her.

bleeding like her aging hands. the soul. diffusing.

this is her truth. the one she chose.

 

By: Sheila Arellano