August 28

Veils

Poetry

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Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1  prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me


Is it really such a tragedy

that my sentences are raggedy

words tread together by similarity?

The conversation is still defiantly

expressions of me.


Is it really such a travesty 

that I wander aimlessly?

When I can travel through time so easily

…our life history

…a life lived outrageously.


Is it really such a disparity

that I have forgotten the melody

of your name? Still there’s some clarity….

I know the feelings of family

and passions intensity. 


Is it really such an indignity

that something once familiar is now a novelty.

Or that simple tasks escape me.

I still dance to life’s jamboree

and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality

even as I become more absentee?

There is plenty of life in my legacy.

Don’t bother writing my eulogy,

when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

Veils

Just try!
Just try to see me.

Through the veils
I am sultry.

Veiled
I am mysterious.

Shrouded in scarlet
I am lover.

Hooded in lace
I am bride.

Just try!
Just try to see me.

My eyes cloaked
within shadows.

Only one eye
revealed to you.

My secrets concealed
behind sealed lips.

Even my body
obscured from your gaze.

Oh won’t you please just try!
Just try to see me.

Alive with desires
my aspirations visible through lace.

Shy without words
my silence so loud but you can hear.

Tender with love
I’m open for your touch.

Keen with thoughts
revealing my intensity.

Please just try!
Just try to see me.

Behind the veil’s
defense.

Under the veil’s
labels.

Without the veil’s
screen.

Beneath the veil’s
layers.

Just try!
Just try to see me,
in your mirror.

©Delaina J Miller 2012

 

Art work courtesy of Elspeth Murdoch
Thank you for the inspiration Elspeth

About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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