Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this week’s Collage Prompt.
Obscured by flowers she slumbers;
In restless sleep, dreams and wonders.
Of every place she could be stumbling.
She’s on a bus; she’s left and coming.
Engaging, discovering the world,
Hands in the air, gives happy twirl.
She knows she’s one of those shattered,
Those broken people, hearts scattered.
All she lost hurts her, still matters,
She’s travelling, her soul battered.
Wherever she feels she goes free —
Never having felt mindless glee.
In parks she discovers nature’s gifts,
Rain falling down in healing bliss.
Frost on the pine trees, light snow drifts;
Fall’s leaves hanging with an ice kiss.
Dew drops on the pine needles caught,
Icicled and splendid shots.
Shuttering Nikon bright photos,
Numerous, exquisite, with notes —
Written neatly underneath rows.
Photos printed, memories wrote.
Publishes first book from afar,
Remains here; she’s seen lucent stars.
Gleaming, brilliant lights overhead,
New home to heal, words yet unsaid.
Forgets past, hangs laundry instead,
Milk in jug for children, she’s wed;
Life remoulded into her dreams,
Someone loves her, he teases.
They laugh with each other love spun;
Knows her well but she’s cut him some.
Yet he heals, heals her too; he proves —
Love is the balm, steady, true.
Whenever her edges spike through,
Holds her tight until she’s smooth, soothed.
“The LaCharta, created by Laura Lamarca, consists of a minimum of 3 stanzas with no maximum length stipulation. Each stanza contains 6 lines. The syllable count is 8 per line in iambic tetrameter and the rhyme scheme is aaaabb ccccdd eeeeff and so on. “La” is Laura Lamarca’s signature and “Charta” in Latin, simply means “poem”.”
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