A VANISHING NEED

On 31 March 201331 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Loss, Love, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry30 Comments

She had become his last rose of Summer,
and as her petals fell, he felt a gnawing
in the pit of his stomach. She’d be gone soon,
blown away like the million grains of sand
that powders the shoreline undisturbed.
This love they shared had shattered the locks
and shackles that bound them together.
They found themselves beaten down
by the staff of life. But their love wasn’t written in stone.
It was a remnant now; fragments of a lost memory.
The moon rose to its peak and after
the calls into the night echoed back empty,
he realized he was all alone.

Written for THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #102

HASTE MAKES TIME WASTED

On 24 March 201324 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry36 Comments

The past was forgotten; with no chance to jar a memory
disguised as yesterday’s dreams. Out of sight and mind,
you’ll find yourself suddenly stirred to remember.
You were in the country when you first saw her,
near the willow tree, across a spreading field.
You felt the urgency, a race to embrace her. But you wound up
running through quick sand. What was your hurry?

Written to THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #101

SIX WORD SATURDAY – 23 MARCH 2013

On 23 March 201323 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn 6WS, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry8 Comments

Not a leg to stand on.

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Process notes: An unfamiliar battle with sciatica has me limping badly and pimping muscle relaxers to offer little comfort. A new malady that sadly brings the realization that my left leg is definitely “not a leg to stand on”.

SIX WORD SATURDAY – 23 March 2013

WILL YOU TAKE THIS, MAN?

On 23 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Double meaning, Renamed, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry3 Comments

Sibling melons conjoined,
staring out at McWindows,
unclear sneers overturned
raucous and guffawed
linx shared; compared
and tacked. Interested
in bridled things and
veiled treats. Repleated,
laced and retooled.
An honor made for one
less aged. Hustled
and bustled for the train.
Walking the long white,
I’ll be sidled in stride
giving a hand to the man,
not losing a falling star,
but gathering in a rising son.

FATHER OF THE BRIDE

On 21 March 201322 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Bride, dreams, Father, Poetic Asides, Rispetto (form), Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry2 Comments

A beauty, in her heart and mind,
fully grown, soon to be married.
A loving daughter, smart and kind
living out the dreams she’s carried.

Down the aisle I will take her,
Daddy’s love will not forsake her,
on that day will I give her hand,
and be the second lucky man!

WHO REALLY CARES?

On 21 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart2 Comments

Here in pain I sit, sedated,
with no relief for me in sight.
Words of mine, once celebrated
are now dismissed as less than bright.

I sow my seed in other fields
to see the interest these words yield.
An empty soul, who really cares
about the heart that these words bare?

SILENCE OF THE NIGHT

On 21 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Poetic Asides, Rispetto (form), Sleep, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry1 Comment

It seems that sleep is elusive,
a sometimes thing that fights my will.
It’s disruptive and effusive;
but wide awake, the room is still.

I listen to the lack of sound,
a gentle respite all around.
The silence of the night soothes deep,
I do not hear it when I sleep.

BELLA MIA (Second Version)

On 21 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Poetic Asides, Rispetto (form), Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry1 Comment

I see you in the morning mist, a vision;
my tired eyes welcome it. And your gown flows
in a gentle cascade, my only mission
is to take you up into my arms and show
you all that my love can teach you; a lesson
your mind will learn, but your heart already knows.
In close silhouette, your beauty is revealed.
My longing for you cannot be concealed.

DEAR TO MY HEART

On 21 March 201321 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Poetic Asides, Rispetto (form), Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart1 Comment

You were the one my heart had known,
now this emptiness is painful.
And all compassion I had shown
had made this task more disdainful.

These days do pass in bitter dreams,
my soul is tearing at the seams,
And you still live here in my heart
forever pierced by Cupid’s dart.

TACTILE MEANDERING

On 21 March 201321 March 2013 By Walter J. WojtanikIn Photo Prompt, Poets United, stimuli, Verse First, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry22 Comments

What that simple hello began,
this tender caress continues.
Hues of blushed skin and
heavy bursts of exhalation
exacerbates our situation.
Were you chilled to the bone
your reaction would be similar.
But the warmth of this touch
ignites the fire within
and still these fingers linger.