Shadows

A mere shadow of my former self
Moves invisibly through rooms full of people
Existing on a plane rarely detectable to others
Slipping into a sea of inky darkness
My sliver of a shadow cries
Remembering how she once dreamed
Of emerging to greatness


© 2016 MW All rights reserved / DV, medical trauma and cancer survivor

A quadrille for dVerse with our host, De.  “Shadow” is our inspiration.

Drumbeat of Sorrow

Mankind, I shall see you again
standing at the entrance to the
Rainbow Bridge
waiting for direction
feet traversing stepping stones
on a new horizon
where Spirit will awaken
the drumbeat of sorrow
at what you have wrought
tears shall overflow your eyes
as you behold our magnificence
your soul will tremble
with the cadence of pain
as you gaze upon the Medicine Wheel
you have desecrated
and the feather of the Great Spirit
you have so carelessly trampled
here, within the Sacred Hoop
we are your teachers
we are your healers
we are the stewards of your fate

© Mother Wintermoon 2016In loving memory of Cecil the magnificent lion and Harambe, the rare and majestic silverback gorilla, whose lives were ended by human idiocy and disregard for the sacredness of wild animal life.

Cheers to Open Link Night at dVerse with bard Bjorn.

Smoke Signals

Raindrops glistening
like diamonds
mined from human tears
my faith turned into
an empty closet full of lies 
broken promises amassing
into piles of old bones
listening in vain
for familiar footsteps
throwing the feathers
of broken wings
into the fireplace
transforming them
into smoke signals
singeing the sunset
with Your name

©️ 2016 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Cheers to dVerse and poet Victoria. Our word of the day is “feathers.” 


Wishes Do Come True!

I wished for abundant riches
Now my bank account is full
The police are investigating
They think they’re stolen bills

I wished for peace and quiet
Now I have no thoughts in my head
My life is total emptiness
I may as well be dead

I wished for everlasting love
Ardent, devoted and true
Now I can never shake him
He’s stuck to me like glue

I wished to be a beautiful bird
Soaring wild and free
Now I’m locked in a cage
To amuse a human being

Be careful what you wish for
It might just come true
What you wanted may not turn out
The way you expected it to

O_o

© 2016 Mother Wintermoon

For dVerse and Mish’s prompt to write a serious, whimsical or humorous poem about wishes. Mine was meant to be humorous. 😛