Poetry ~ Let the Poets Sing

oh, sing to us dear poets,
                            melody and verse
there is madness in the streets,
                            'tis humanity's curse
hold your notes on high,
                             let the music consume
so powerful your lyrics,
                             let order resume 
send your songs on the wind,
                             'tis humanity's score
may the choir sing your hymns 
                             pray harmony is restored 

Poetry ~ The Poet and The Poem

This poem was inspired by the popular writer's idiom, "Murder your darlings" which refers to editing out words, lines, or entire scenes from your poem or manuscript.
i am her darling,
the poem that's died
a thousand deaths
sliced in a whim
as i gasp my last breath
my poet is a murderess,
a ruthless seductress,
killing me, her darling
word by word
piercing melodic prose,
never to be heard
she employs modern warfare:
the dreaded reverse key
and on her worst nights,
she commands: delete all!
it's a massacre!
the blood of my words
wiped away
as she lives to write
and murder another day!
Edited from original post under my pen name Elizabeth Anne Ives.

Poetry ~ Moon Fall





where were you the night
the moon fell from the sky?
were you sleeping or dreaming
as the moon flew by?

i watched in dismay as
it tumbled like a leaf
landing in the meadow 
where the wildflowers sleep
      
i haled the little dipper
and much to my surprise
the dipper lifted the moon
back into the night sky!

the grateful moon,  
forever in the dipper's debt,
kissed the dipper's stars
as the wildflowers slept
Originally posted under my pen name Elizabeth Anne Ives.