(Love Letters Through Time: Write a poem in the form of a love letter. It can be addressed to yourself, to someone special and/or in memory of a person who has passed.Prompt posted by sanaarizvi for dVerse Poets Pub)
Dear Arthur,
Why has it come about, that you were birthed in a time long before mine?
You in a century of swords and war, castles and knights and kings, of which you were one.
Me into an ever changing world of electronic monsters and political demons.
How is it that my heart longs for that one whose bones turned to dust centuries ago?
Where magic and mystery thrived. When Merlin walked the lands for good and Morgaine le Fay wove her evil spells.
When kings were revered and strong horse’s ran with the wind into battle, and women stood as empty vessels after.
My love you reigned above the decay, disease and pestilence, the chaotic, human jealousies to own another’s land, another’s title.
Fifteen centuries ago, to you my heart has been given. For fifteen centuries more, with you it shall remain.
Very happy to announce my short story, “Seeing Red” will be included in the next Bloody Valentine’s Day issue published by TALES FROM THE MOONLIT PATH/HORROR, DARK FICTION, SPECULATIVE FICTION ONLINE MAGAZINE.
Thank you to both Tricia and Carlos for your belief in me and for your support of my work!!
First snow has fallen it’s one a.m. everyone is sleeping curled up in their beds It comes down hard like a long summer’s rain freezing me into my own private world
A world where palm fronds wave in the wind never fearing the cold of a winter’s deep freeze Where warm water laps upon golden pink shores and seagulls battle for fishing rights below
The air is tinged with the scent of plumeria blooms and even the storms sent by Lady Ocean herself leave just enough rain to replenish the splendor of mountain rainforests and botanical wonders
In winter when the wind steals my breath and the thermometer promises instant death My mind retreats to a fantasy world of warm Tradewinds and someone I can call my own