Lavender is the color of my true love’s hair
Love who I want, I shall dare
I shall pursue my greatest thirst
Which is to learn to love me first
Once that sacred face is found
May that space for love within abound
Lavender is the color of my true love’s hair
Love's journey and expression is most fair
When inception is sought first in a mirror
One becomes more than a giver, but a sharer
To share one’s love is the greatest gift
Without, we would all in isolation drift
Lavender is the color of my true love’s hair
A journey like ours is not meant to compare
Through trust in ourself we will not fray
I am a woman who will dance one day
My skin against hers in the sun’s twilight
In the forest, calling forward pneuma and sprite
About the Creator
S. Rae
Using pen as lantern, with curious gaze do I observe and witness. Humor blended with love, paramount for survival of this heart. Writings to share and release, to birth and make peace. Through vulnerability to the explicit, do I dare.
Winner's Circle: Prompted #3
INTRODUCTION Prompted: #3 is over and done with. There were a total of 7 entries for this challenge, just like with Prompted #2. That was a bit surprising, considering this was a poetry challenge. The first poetry challenge garnered much more attention. Of course, one way to look at the drop in participation is that Vocal writers are not fans of the rondel.
By Randy Baker3 days ago in Writers
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