Welcome to a collection of MicroPoetry, usually under 280 characters, some under 140, on a wide range of topics.
Crushed
Crushed
By her too-high
Hopes again
She wasn’t aiming
For the skies
Or the stars
Or the moon
At the top
Of the trees
Or the vertiginous
High notes
Of a tune
Just for a sprinkle
More energy
A whisper less sleep
To help her spirits
Climb up
From the deep
©moonbiscuitblog
Hidden
Plaintive owl cries
Have unnerved him
Awakened something
Hidden deep within
Tugging at something
He’d forgotten somehow
Or something he
Doesn’t yet know
©moonbiscuitblog
The Well And The Ladder
I was having a bad time
In my well of self-doubt
When along came Myka
With love in that smile
And a ladder
To help get me out
©moonbiscuitblog
Dominoes
An afternoon game of dominoes
A hand in hand evening stroll
By the still, mirror-like sea
Gently tending to each other’s needs
Thro’ decades of their shared history
Love still shining brightly
As they approach their nineties
©moonbiscuitblog
Paper Heart
Write your name
On my paper heart
Newspaper boats on a lake
Fake news
My paper heart breaks
©moonbiscuitblog
Pondering
Pondering on
A perfect world
All metaphorical
Blue skies and sunshine
Everyone always
Getting along
Then
Realisation-
We may need
An irritant
A little pain
Something about which
To always complain
After all
You need the grit
To make the pearl
©moonbiscuitblog
Holiday Chat
“You’re all I ever need”
He said
“I just want you
And our love”
So when going
Away for a short
Holiday
How come he needed
His ipad, his ipod
His phone and his Kindle
Was addicted to
Snapchat,
WhatsApp,
And Twitter
The one person
He wouldn’t
Sit down and chat to
….was her
©moonbiscuitblog
Family Buffet
Sisters and mothers
Boyfriends and brothers
The joys of a two-family buffet
All going well
‘til someone chose to tell
They thought my niece was
…. my sister
Me complimented
Niece’s pride really dented
©moonbiscuitblog
Contenders
Cruising the town
In bruised
Tattered cars
Music so loud
Bass so low
Top floor windows
Vibrate
Are they song birds
Singing for a mate
Or contenders
For urban king
Hinting at their size
©moonbiscuitblog
ShakeDown
*whisper*
I don’t really know
What a shakedown is
Or where I’d go
To get one
Is it something you buy
Or something to try
Do you see it
Reveal it
Or feel it
Drink it or think it
Do you do it
Or have it done
Or is life better
Without one
©moonbiscuitblog
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