‘We Pick Our Battles’

Wolf and Butterfly
Google Image

sleepless nights
were in the making
for you but
so were dreams lost
in a twist
of corded fate

fevers ran high
with slips of wet hair
plastered
to your face
against a damp pillow
caressing
even in the storm

i look at you now
‘challenging’
each day as a wall
of obstacles
to overcome
rock climbing easy
in comparison

a shine in your eyes
like jewels centered
in chocolate-brown orbs
‘we pick our battles’
you always say
so casual
in a way

it captures my heart
melts me
into a languid pool
i see you struggle
as night falls
a starless black
moonless sea

every day you continue
to show me how
teach me the way
to love me
into being alive

for how could i
not resist
the tilt
of your head
your nose
like no other &
laughter singing
in my ears

as does the sound
of how you call me
‘mama’ smiling
even now when
you have children
of your own

© August 2013
Renee Espriu

I have two very strong, determined daughters who give back to me every day they are here. My oldest continues to merit my admiration as she battles Lupus on her terms and will not let it dictate who she is.

The Notes Embrace You

pipe organ
Google Image

i see you dancing
on the floor of the
pizza parlor
a smile playing
across your face

where every note
that is pumped
out of the theatre
pipe organ
embraces you

plys your feet
with rhythm
only you would know
caring not that
eyes are watching

i see you even though
you are gone now
a memory that
spilled out of
the letter you wrote

© August 2013
Renee Espriu

Painting Fall

Fall Fairy
Google Image

flocks of geese fly by
in V formation
silhouetted against
the evening sky

a lone heron heedless
of their departure
clouds so close
you can almost hear
their wings brush them

as leaves on trees
and shrubs begin to
show a sprinkling
first of color then
gradually spreading
to cover

as though artists
hidden in the guise
of fairies
have used them as
their canvas
to paint the
coming of Fall

© August 2013
Renee Espriu

http://dversepoets.com/category/openlinknight/

A Sliver of Moon

Sliver of Moon
Google Image

last night I awoke to
large angry raindrops
as tempestuous as a
cold winter’s hail

as thunder rolled
across the night sky
as though trying to
knock over tenpins

amidst lightning strikes
only noticed as the
dark bedroom curtains
began casting shadows

but tonight setting high
in the night sky rests
a sliver of new moon
between gray pillow clouds

© August 2013
Renee Espriu