Spotlight on a young poet/writer




I Danced With the Devil

by Brenda Porter

The past has slipped through my fingers
And the future threatens to consume me
My hopes and dreams turn to fears
As you impose your acrimonious views on me
The depiction of an existence at your side
Is tempting in its magnificent splendor
But its a ruse I’ve been told
This letting doubt seep into the cracks of my heart
But you eradicate my skepticism with your tone
I’m surrendering to you my soul without resistance
Now I’ve fallen for your deception
Your grip is starting to tighten and I’m losing my head
This deadness is permeating through me
I can’t bottle these emotions inside
Yet I’m struggling to let them out
The battles underway and I’m on the losing team
Suddenly I see a glimmer
Might it be hope coming to undermine me again?
Or a redeeming saving grace
On its way to elicit the poison you’ve infused
The struggle worsens turning my eyes from you
I’m loosening my grip on existence
Ready to relinquish everything to this demon
Unexpectedly you call me by name
My eyes flash back to your glorious light
I’m struggling now to take hold of you
The demons grip is loosening
I can feel your aura grasping me
Eliciting me from the grasp of this fiend
I can’t focus on anything but your splendid face
Then as I look for redemption in your magnificent eyes
I can breathe again realizing what I’d done
I’d dance with the devil.
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check out Brenda’s blog

http://neverlosesightofthedream.blogspot.com

Thanks to kennymatic for the photo (see link below)

Little Calypso (Saturn’s moon discovered 1980)

Dear little sister

let me sing you a song

of big moons

and little ones

that shine all day long

***

I’m glad that we met

let’s look over the sea

of planets and galaxies

there’s a

whole history

***

Let’s dance dear Calypso

in the cosmos

let’s be free

no one is watching

our moon fantasy

***

Let’s write a story

about moons

you and me

put a  smile on my face

for the whole earth to see

photo taken by Cassini spacecraft

Calm (a poem)

The perfect day

may come and go

but on the shore

I’m free to roam

Most everyday

I hear the sea

quiet lapping

calls to me

I want to dance

splash in the sun

feel the water

laugh,  have fun

The blue  calm

each mid-day

gives  ease

puts concerns  away

So will you come

to visit me

in a quaint town

by the sea?

Photograph: “Menai Strait- Wales”   L. Moon

Blue Moon / The Seer(poems)

Blue Moon ( by Moondustwriter)

Last night she was bright

nothing blue

when I look at you

silvery light

makes me dance

makes me sing

My attire was right

moon dust covered the night

soaking in the pure

cold delight of you

the moon she must shine

don’t you know she is mine

we are joined

by the dance

til the end of romance

The Seer (by Dave Holloway)

It’s in love’s nature
to reveal what’s true,
to un-clutter the path
between me and you.

Yet that’s too close,
the seer will say.
Too many lies
structure the day.
Betrayals arrive
to keep truth at bay.
To protect the illusions
cluttering the way.

See how that works?
asked the aging seer.
The greater the truth,
the greater the fear.