a c r o n y m

Watch her arch her burdened back, Open her bruised arms, far and wide, Murmur tearful yet grateful chants, As she inhales hate and breathe out Nothing, oh nothing, but love. — 03.08.2019 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Larm Rmah on Unsplash For dVerse OpenLinkNight #238  

midnight wish

open palms, wet with salt of sweat and tears, reach out outside as glass pane’s fog clears, like a yearning new branch of a house-caged vine bending, sneaking, reaching out for sun, these palms, brined with my excreted liquids stretch out to feel the breath of the cold December wind, wishing this same midnight breeze […]

song soup

take that cup, the china one, dusting inside the unlit cupboard. pour some notes of G and D, let your whisking fingers swirl, and swirl, in the key of C. see how the dancing strings strum this stew of melody. now let’s sprinkle, sprinkle, the lettered honey dripping from the flower inside your chest, rest […]

p r e a m b l e

Softly part my curtain thick with innocence preserved by conscious choice. Brick by brick, please gently chip, my wall of fear— to be charted by a pair of searching hands detached from my own wheat arms, by loose lips longingly yearning to take what has always been mine, by unknown, foreign organ aching to reach […]

holy flair

Once upon a blue blood moon the mighty Kanchenjunga said hello, too soon. Over 7,000 feet above the earth’s conquering sea, before the final farewell of 2018’s only January, the midnight sky made way to let the snow-clothed peak take a silent peek to two pairs of eyes waiting, freezing in almost zero air, yet […]

w i n t e r g u m s

Cold against the bare skin of warm, deep-lined palm, colder like a December midnight against the tastebuds of tongue. Brick-hard on top of a hand— so fragile and so soft. Sweet, chewy ‘side the calcium cave with teeth-made loft. Perhaps, humans are winter gums— sugar-coated, guarded, armored at first glance, melting, undressing, when inside a […]

Colored Strangers

While I was walking home, someone called my name. A genderless body wearing a sunny smile, a mist-kissed scent, and a sunset orange glow. “Hello, my name is love. I know I might be hard. But would you come with me, tonight?” Before my surprised tongue could let a word roll out, another face came, […]

On Continuity

One… two… three… what is there for you to see? Will there be a bubbly bee— bringer of positivity, yet with bite, oh, so feisty. Four… five… six… what is there for you to seek? Is there a bullet-size hole where some light will somehow leak— to free the words you cannot speak? Seven… eight… […]

f e r o c i o u s

Surrender to the ferocious waves of life’s twists and turns. Learn to paddle in calm and chaos, for the sea won’t get any kinder, you have to be a better swimmer. — 07.15.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to dVerse Open Link Night!