When Love is Gone

A world abandoned,  nature now attends.

She grows her roving vines; surrounds the door.

The sound of children’s play is heard no more.

Around the gnarled roots that grow and stray

she grabs at windows once held curtain’s sway.

No human voices echo through her halls

No more the roaming Jasmine odor calls.

What mystery escapes her stucco walls?

What place is this once held such loveliness?

Mad roots now rave and overrun her past.

They strangle unknown cause so long forgot.

When love is gone, then covered is the heart.

overgrown house

Chimera 66, #16

Rain

As waning ice of winter drips

into our spring, my fingertips,

tempestuous, cling.

Catharsis now brings

tearful scene;

quiv`ring lips.

As all our season’s trials end,

your icy words my soul defends.

Our love not lanquid

nor is it torpid;

not morbid

or pretends.

Oh, let our winter’s stone-cold hearth

alight once more with fiery breath,

stretching arms to greet;

opening to meet

lovingly,

our true warmth.

Clogyrnach: (clog-ir-nach): It usually has a six line stanza that combines one couplet of eight syllable lines a. a., one couplet of five syllable lines b. b., and the final two lines of three syllables.b. a.. The two three syllable lines may be written as a six syllable line if desired.

“Atonement”

“Atonement”
She pushes, coaxes, presses needle through.
With labored love, the handsome fabric glows;
the heart, remorseful, with it thus imbued.
Her stitches mixed with tears, the fabric knows
she makes her mourning coat from their love nest.
Resounding chimes the tolling bell
that beckon all to see his final best:
that coat of many colors where he dwells
as, lovingly, her thimble now may rest.

 Thimble W_T_star_mark_embroidery-AT-9-10(prompt for Chimera is “thimble”. Write your story in  exactly 66 words.)