when rain reigns

while i try to rein on my stubborn and elusive sense of worth, the rain reigns against the sun rays with its freed droplets of crystals kissing the waiting, parched earth. may i find the purpose of my birth, with the petrichor's coming mirth. — 09.14.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Liv Bruce on Unsplash In response to Quadrille #40 by whimsygizmo and… Continue reading when rain reigns

Blessed Bliss

bliss blows blessings, breathes so sweet mist of joy to hearts hurting, like frozen buds waiting for warmth of spring, coming with the weightless strands of white dandelion dancing, feel the rhythm of my patient fingers, tap, tap, tapping, bliss, come, be my blessing. — 08.29.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Jamie Street on Unsplash… Continue reading Blessed Bliss

Forest Orchestra

the sweet tweets of the birds, the crisp cracks of dried twigs, the whispered whistles of the wind, the sounds of the forest orchestra. oh, surreal and soothing flora and fauna. yet they can't calm me like how your heartbeats' thump, thump, thump can. --- 05.23.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash… Continue reading Forest Orchestra

Last Echo

she got the final note on her last day on earth. she went out with a book on hand and let the last echo of her heart lead her between the mountain, the sky where her song is heard, where her name is whispered. — P.S. Written with India Arie's India Song playing. ❤ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGY-3M-Bp24 I… Continue reading Last Echo

Drizzled Remains

like the sky swallowing the sun, i remembered how i choked when you said we're done. like the rain's fading fog, i wait as time erase the drizzled remains of your once warm love. today i relish each throb, tomorrow i will move forward. — 04.11.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash… Continue reading Drizzled Remains

Attachments

helium-filled balloons float up, up, away from the dust of the waiting earth, to kiss the sky's welcoming mirth. why do we find it hard to be like the cheery balloons-- happy when we're being let go? maybe because we prefer attachments over freedom. — 03.28.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response… Continue reading Attachments

Spring Melt

He is clothe in fragrant scent leaking out of fresh, budding blooms, his aura is bathe in blinding golden rays lighting up a fully packed room, each step he takes towards me are lilting, yes, he is my harbinger of spring. Oh, I'm melting. — 03.13.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response to… Continue reading Spring Melt

Unsaid Adieu

The half-opened bedroom door. The mute clothes on the floor. I could’ve asked for more. Filled with the scent you left. Still reeling with the shivers you sent. Caged inside this haunted house named after you, still feeling the ghost of your unsaid adieu. — 02.14.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash… Continue reading Unsaid Adieu

Breathing Whispers

I heard your soul's sighs and your heart's cries as your mind tries to silence fear of ends and byes. So I stamped the wind with my love’s breathing whispers, crossing 2,000 miles of seas and lands, to bring my kiss of forever. — 01.17.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In… Continue reading Breathing Whispers

Chilling Sparks

Strumming sweet fingers against guitar’s strings create tuneful soothing notes. Whispering wistful wind against swaying grasses dances with nature’s changing clothes. Peeping sun rays against clear window pane paint stunning morning arc. Your warm touch against my waiting thrilled skin forms chilling body sparks. — ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In… Continue reading Chilling Sparks