Spring brings blooms
tulips opening slowly
into bursts of bubbling colors
Spring brings bold once barren landscapes
into bright beautiful blossoms of color
hues of pastels shades of baby blue and greens
everything unfolds freely into the warm wind.
Spring brings blooms
the flowers they whisper as they peek out
from tightly wrapped buds
even the grass changes from brown back to green.
The change of seasons is dramatic
the rebirth of earth and plants hang upon
a restless daydream.
go swiftly into
the darkened night
my beautiful gray russian blue
go swiftly into a rainbow bridge
I will stroke your fur one last time
as I cry these horrible teardrops
which feel heavy salty with bitter regrets.
go swiftly into darkened night
go gray beautiful sweet kitty
i will always remember our 16 years
together as owner and friend
go swiftly and silently to sleep
closing those emerald eyes one last time
but before you go always know
I have loved you long and well
I will miss you so.
Rest in peace my gray ghost Godzilla.
Barren white landscape
walking in drifts of snow
beneath my feet is ice
wind whipped hair
chapped natural crimson lips
cracked hands covered by cotton gloves
winter’s envelope touches the sky
empty branches nothing grows
in the ice cold snow
except Winter Blues.
Depression-an acrostic poem 11/12/15
Need something better.
song of the wind-11/12/15
Autumn blows her leaves
recklessly and refreshes the lawn
with hues of orange, red and brown.
the wind sings a song
between a roar and a hum
the earth bellows a blast
of nature’s music
between a roar and a hum.
the wind sings a song-
as Autumn blows her leaves
leaving a chill in the house.
Four of my titles will be available as kindle countdown sales. The first is” Art before Words” starting on Oct 28-Nov 4th.
The second is an Autumn Anthology of poetry called,”Dredging up Demeter.” It will be reduced to just 99 cents on Oct 28-Nov 4, 2015.
The third is called “Don’t make me bleed.” It’s a collection of poetry based on having a history of endometriosis.
This sale runs from oct 28-Nov 4, 2015.
The fourth title
is “Memoirs recalled Madness: a personal account of manic depressive illness.”
It will be marked down to just 99 cents starting Nov 26,2015. The price will gradually increase to $3.99 then $6.99. The sale ends on Nov 30, 2015.
I am running some ebook promotionals on kindle starting tomorrow Oct 27th thur Oct 31st.
The first is a poetry chapbook called “Red Bones.” To check it out please click this link here:
The second is an anthology of poetry called,”Help Wanted: poets please apply.”
The third is a short story collection and its called,” A mandala that happened on the way to a car crash & other stories.”
Last is my first ebook “Sex in the kitchen sink: poetry and art.”
For a look at all my titles please visit my authors page at: http://www.amazon.com/Emily-Sturgill/e/B00B1GC5LY
If you do download a title please consider leaving me a review on my authors page. There are five more titles that will be going on a kindle countdown sale. Thank you, Emily
little small achey
hurt in a healing heart
with hidden jewels of happiness
but i cannot find them all
i am lost
at a loss for words
a word like hope
feels too big for me.
there is a ache in my heart
an emptiness in my chest
a sadness in my soul.
sometimes losing hurts so much
you can forget what winning feels like.
the world gives us both
so much to lose
but so much to win.
i feel lost.
its temporary and i know
that I will find what I am looking for.
missing pieces 10-24-15
you’ve passed away two days now
and there are pieces of you everywhere.
its the missing pieces, that i miss.
the sound of your sharp howl bark
the snap of your jaws and teeth-(as you would try to “speak”)
the click-clackey clack of your paws and nails
on our wood floors.
there’s even bits and pieces of your thick
wool like fur on the staircases.
there’s the empty spot where you would lay
under the dining room table.
these missing pieces of the old dog I loved.
the house feels lonely and much quieter now.
letting you go was very hard.
now your somewhere better and hopefully
at peace. No longer in pain just another dog angel
in a sky filled of stardust. But I’m left with memories
and missing pieces of my friend.