My beloved South Chesterman's Beach
I decided to try this using lines I stumbled upon from some of the poets who post at dVerse, to make it more fun and also because the very talented folk who gather there knock my socks off with their writing, on a daily basis. I had so much fun I could have gone on and on, but had mercy, and the poem did seem to stop. Enjoy. Below, I list the names of the poets in the order their lines were included.
Do stop by dVerse and read offerings from many fine poets.
What is it that you see with your eyes closed?
Try to sleep like you're sleeping,
instead of like you're drowning.
Don't give up on these outrageous dreams
of belonging somewhere as unique as you are.
I will be the difficult path and I will be
the reason the path is difficult.
Looking up at the naked branches, I try not to worry
about how many leaves I have remaining.
And your tears come like the muse,
unexpected but greatly appreciated.
In a pregnant moment of silence, stars fade,
as our sun sends its first rays
across the mountains.
Autumnal blessings held in a deep blue moment
awaken to joy.
Amy Barlow Liberatore