Friday, July 24, 2015

Stones Rest


The Morgue File
Dianne Hope



i feel stones in the cracks of my feet
wedged between souls
left too long in the wind
to know their way home

lost, they find solace in small things,
the feel of sand
in the mind's eye
stirring memories
into paths.

i feel them most in winter,
when all souls seek sleep.
I lay down stones
in the shadows of their desire
hoping we both will rest soon.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015

Posted for the Pantry

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

A Leaf Smiles


The Morgue File




It fits somehow
that leaves fall
in the wake of tears
leaving behind what they have known

They smile as they touch the earth
grace the soil
with joy.


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015



my words: joy, grace, abandonment, smile, leaves, tears

Posted for D'verse on it's fourth anniversary! Congratulations Poets!

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

The Stillness



The Boat
The MorgueFile



we find rest where we can
in slips and covers
with notices pending
our to-dos tightly knit
upon our foreheads.

we think of night, its blackness,
a movement upon a sea of thoughts;
dreams we loosen in the
slipstream of the moon,
never noticing
their path,
an ebb and flow through
until we find,
stillness.


copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015
Posted for Poets United