Fiery Sadness

Collage writing prompt by MindloveMisery's Menagerie.
shared with Poets United

Quotes by Patti Smith

"Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire" 

"Got to lose control before you take control."

i spiral 

downward

desire 

lost

of toys

of nature

of man

of me

i spiral

Pep Rally

Pep 

Rally

The band played 

as the cheerleaders

danced their admiration

football players flexed

the crowd cheered

flashes seared 

the night

with

hope

the field emptied

except 

for a 

crumpled 

schedule

tumbling 

in the wind

as

the 

lights

went 

out

one

by 

one

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The Stray

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The stray would not be caught
Though I softly called to him
A fearful look was all I got
As the light quickly grew dim
In this special place of shade
Further ahead the dog goes
Splashing through the glade
Where the crystal water flows
Where soft spring moss lies
Growing loosely on the stone
With Winter's coming green dies
And turns to a winter tone
Helpless returning to home's lawn
Sadly he did not follow but was gone

I Dream Of Men

in jeans and pick up trucks
with crow's feet and smiles
etched forever in their faces

I dream of men
                                who say "ma'am",
                              "thank you kindly"
                                       and "howdy"
                            as they lift their hat

I dream of men
                    with heads full of dreams
                           and eyes full of hope
                         men that slap their hat
                          against their pants leg
                   to leave some dust outside

I dream of men
                         who whisper to horses,        
                                                      dogs,
                                                 children,
                                               and ladies

I dream of men
                      who always carry a lariat,
                         a gun, a knife, lollipops,
                       and a willingness to help
                             in their pickup trucks

I dream of men
                        who know how to work,
                              laugh, love, and live
            with every ounce of themselves
  leaving no doubt you are the only one
                                       in their dreams

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