On the Eve of My Destruction

I love Facebook most of the time.  For instance, the “memory” application that shows what you’ve posted on this day for the last few years.

I actually joined waaaaay back.

One of the goodies up for grabs today included a poem I had written for a contest in 2010. When they (the contest committee) mentioned my work, he only mentioned he didn’t like poetry. Which left me wondering – why have an option for it then?

Needless to say, I didn’t win. Which is totally okay – because I have published books – and he does not.

Can I in good conscious feel giddy about that?

Of course I can.                                     smiling dogs.

I’m also one of those people who can say, in an oh-so-loving-tone –  “I told you so,” and not feel guilty about it either.

smiling smug cat

So with no further fanfare, I’m going to share it here.

yvonnemoon

On The Eve of My Destruction

Circling death,
Round and round.
Crying cold winter tears
That fall like frozen rain
Into the desert
That used to resemble
A hopeful heart.

Tendrils of misty fog
Float in my wake,
Showing the opportunities
Lost in the furies
Of the wind that
Blows down the
Canyon of lost dreams.

Grief weighs down
A heavy soul.
The wings of life and
The energy of love
Disappear in the wake
Of bitter disappointment.
Again.

Do I have it in me?
The moon shows
Her benevolence and
Lights the way.
As I spread
My weary wings
For the last flight home.

 

Thanks for visiting and have a great day!

 

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Published by Yvonne Heidt

Yvonne Heidt writes Paranormal, Gothic, and Modern Romance novels. She would love to tell you she lives in a haunted Victorian mansion overlooking the ocean where she spends the afternoons writing in the turret while the ocean breeze blows gently through the picture window. But... Instead, she lives with her beloved wife of 17 years, four dogs, and a myriad of visiting ghosts in a place she calls Vonnie Land. Yvonne likes to describe herself as being a charismatic and amusing Libra Goddess. On some days she writes like a fiend, but admits that other days, she's just as content to wrap up in a blanket and cuddle with her dogs while watching "one more episode." on Netflix. Three-time Golden Crown Literary Award winner for Best Paranormal Lambda Literary Award Finalist, Rinbow Award winner and finalist.

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