I cycle around in my town
catching the silver lining
catching the light
behind the dark clouds
©RoseGirl2020
Poetic Art From The Heart ~ Finding Beauty In Truth
I cycle around in my town
catching the silver lining
catching the light
behind the dark clouds
©RoseGirl2020
And the bird flew
and made a dive
as he sang a new song
for everyone to hear
The wind spread
the free sounds
of his tender voice
all over the land
It was a song of love
A bright song of hope
With his vulnerable heart,
his breakable wings
he flew strong
He sang of what he had seen
when he had dreamt
above the clouds
about the clear blue skies
that would appear soon
He sang it straight
into the heart
of his beloved
where he let his tunes
make rainbows
©RoseGirl2019
After a dark night
with eyes wide open
and both of our tears
running down my cheeks,
my heart too heavy
to ascend into dreams,
There is the sun again
More fiery than ever he is:
‘Come on, you need to believe’
©RoseGirl2019
Now the storm is raging
And lightning splits
The dark sky
Wild dreams hunt
The ones
Who are without sleep
I have my cave
To shelter
The pole star
to guide me
A fire
to warm me
In this cold night
And I wait
the storm
To pass
The sun to rise
Free are the ones
Who embrace
Whatever may come
What else could
I do
What more would
Be left
Now
Than fiercely
And fearlessly
Loving you
©RoseGirl2017
You go with me
Wherever I am
You move me
Wherever I go
The horizon
Is out of sight
White stripes
on the road
That point
to the unknown
I am
blindfolded
I only have
My hands to touch
My ears to hear
My heart to feel
You who have
touched me
Your song I hear
Your heart that beats
within me
And then
I know
I sense
I breathe
Trust has got my back
My feet go straight
To the horizon
in my mind
And I just take
A leap of faith
©RoseGirl2017
In the streets
Underneath the balcony
Bars are open
People talk
We no more
A guitar plays
A melody of ours
Church bells ring
Announce a late hour
At which there is
Still a song to sing
Laughter to hear
It might be not too late
If we only keep on dancing
Till the morning hour
©RoseGirl2017