Apologetic Sighs

The distant thunder of
apologetic sighs
creeps unheeded into
our days and nights

giving us pause to
consider again
how much it means to
have family and friends

pulls at our hearts to
correct and make right
the ills of all wrongs of
sufferings and plights

The distand thunder of
apologetic sighs
creeps unheeded into
our days and nights

© March 2012
Renee Espriu

Part of My Heart and Soul

Why do I worry about you so               
because you are part of
my heart and soul

your soft baby skin
your twinkling brown eyes
caused me to smile and
then to sigh

from the moment they laid
you in my arms I was
captivated by your charms                             Image by Anne Geddes 

to know I was chosen to ride
with you on life’s journey
in all that you do now
a woman with children too

so why do I worry and
love you so because
you are part of my
heart and soul

© March 2012
Renee Espriu

March Snow and Moonlight

 

March snow fresh                          
fallen powder
moonlight
captures daffodil
smiling brightly

© March 2012

Renee Espriu

 

 

 

 

 

 

Woke up this morning to snow covering my car and the ground. Bit of odd weather that everyone seems to be having these days.

Second Hand Antiques

Walking amidst                          
discarded toys
much-loved dolls
waiting
longing
to be held again
rusted bicycles
wooden soldiers
metal cars

among old furniture
sofas, chairs,
tables, sideboards
mysterious objects
containers
holding memories of
days in
someone’s
life

photos dated nineteen
something
black and white
tin type sepia tones
some smiling
others solemn
captured within
gilded
frames

old crates labeled
fresh milk
brass and glass
door knobs that
held open
doors
another era
knick knacks
figurines

walking amidst
second-hand treasures
valued as
antiques to
collectors but to
many a walk
through history a
glimpse into
the past

© March 2012
Renee Espriu

Field of Wild Flowers and Queen Anne’s Lace

She summons the courage to
propel herself forward
back in time past school
yards covered in dirt
surrounded by chain link
fences with children
playing nursery rhymes

but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace

She wills herself to run
past youthful wiles of
teen age pessimism all
heart’s emotions a roller
coaster played out in a
game of self-fulfilling
hurt of loveless guiles

but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace

She takes determined steps
past hopeful dreams
anchored in the concrete
of city streets and high
rise buildings with a
widening gap of poverty
and wealthy ego schemes

but all she really wants
is to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace

She propels herself forward
past everything gone to
here and now trying to find
her spirit at last letting
go of the trappings of life
free to love and give back
passion of life in flying

so then she can finally be
able to lie down in a field
of wild flowers amidst
the queen anne’s lace

© February 2012
Renee Espriu