Battered by the elements
An unsteady journey across the chasm
Destination unknown
The boards splinter underfoot
The sound echoing across the picturesque landscape
Desperately grasping for the fraying rope
Teetering on the edge
The snap of the twine inaudible
And for a moment I am suspended
Weightless, my descent inevitable
I relish the feeling
Free of all fear, knowing what is to come
… The end
It stands
A beacon to the heavens
Once graced with an unmatched grandeur
Broken down by the wrath of mortals
Spanning centuries
As the stones begin to tumble
Death and destruction wage on
Illness spreading from coast to coast
Earth on the verge of annihilation
At the hands of humanity
And all we do is watch
As the tower crumbles
©Kristen Ricketts 2019
Photo from Pixabay
The raven watches from his perch high in the tree
His expression unchanging
Knowledge way beyond his years
As if he knows all that has happened,
And what is yet to come
Like an hourglass of time,
Each grain of sand slowly falling away
Until all that remains is dust
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Crystal tears fall gently from the sky
The sun’s rays glint off of the brilliant jewels
The prisms casting never ending rainbows upon the Earth’s surface
Through the sadness, this reminder that you are watching brings us peace
For you are never truly gone
The journey continues until the day that we will be together again
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Happy Birthday Mima, we miss you♥
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Photo from Pixabay
As seasons change, so do people
A product of peers and society
Entangled in a web designed to stifle advancement
Until you are nothing but a shell of who you once were
Unable to find yourself in the darkness
The ties that bind you, tear into your flesh
Creating wounds that will last years
But yet you persist
And fight against the restraints
Like a butterfly emerging from the chrysalis
You will soar
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© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Photo from Pixabay
From above the clouds
Golden rays of sunshine find their way to Earth
Their warmth on my skin
I fantasize that this is your way of telling me that you’re still here
Watching over me like an unseen protector
This assurance blanketing me with hope
That one day we will reunite
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Daily Prompt: Above
Light streams through the window
Dust particles drift around the room
Unveiling a world unseen for many years
Belongings strewn throughout the building
On the window sill, a tea cup sits
Abandoned in a hastened escape
Paint faded, porcelain chipped
A memento of a family
A ghost covered in cobwebs
A hint of the forgotten
A lonely reflection of the past
Soon, the space will be reclaimed
As the wild slowly creeps in
To purge the transgressions of it’s former inhabitants
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Photo from Pixabay
I lay awake
My mind conjuring up characters
Bringing their fictional lives to reality
Each day the tales unfold
As I write their lives down on paper
One line at a time
My soul into each one
Until their stories are complete
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
She pauses in the middle of the road
Decades have past since she stood in this spot
No longer is she the young headstrong girl in search of her destiny
Now, alone, she searches for herself
Bewildered, she remembers little of what remains in this small town
A breeze kicks up dirt
Her hair temporarily obstructing her gaze
And for a moment, just beyond her field of vision
The man she left all those years ago
But, as the wind dies down
Any remembrance of him vanishes
Again, she is alone
© Kristen Ricketts 2018
Photo from Pixabay
A cold breeze blows through the corridor
Empty nothingness
The flames of the fire flicker
Barely casting heat into cold, damp murkiness
Silence louder than any thought
An icy caress the only reminder of existence
Alone
©Kristen Ricketts
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