
marigold petals flatters dusty miller leaves ladybug pounces (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.
marigold petals flatters dusty miller leaves ladybug pounces (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.
These eyes have cried
A thousand tears
Sporadic as an evening shower
The periwinkles are drenched
But the grass does not shine
An overflowing fountain
I can no longer suppress
Not a dime to my name
For my one true wish
Speechless I have become
Constant quiver of the tongue
Restrain me from climbing out
Of a hole that is dismal and dark
Surely whatever I touch
Never turns to gold
Like a star that shone bright
Standing victorious
My sense of hearing
Is in impeccable form
I heard the slamming of the door
A daunting echo
I will never forget
Knowing without
A shadow of a doubt
You were gone
Never to return
A love once united
A life now divided
Yet in this existence
We must live
You will live without my love
And I will live with your choice
Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
poinsettia field gold sun ray strikes vivid leaves emerald mountain Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
luminous sunbeam shade and petals intertwine marigold magic (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
imminent daybreak quiets melodious chirp glare of gold mountain (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
orange foliage dangles beneath rays of gold cicada buzzes (c) Monica St Hiillaire.
Gold ray of sunshine, Beams remnants of rain on rose; Grey clouds taper off... (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
Will you give to me the attention I crave? Look at me like I am the only one, In this whole world. Reserve a corner on this earth, For just you and I. And don't look away, Even if a rainbow spews out pure gold. Angels may sing; A melodious chorus above. I hear the harp playing. Serenity soothes my soul, Hold me close... Here, the sun never ceases to shine, No need to worry, darling. Fixate your eyes on me. Take my hand, quench my thirst, I desire an ample flow. Your attention I crave wholeheartedly, Let's make a memory of this moment. (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.
Tapestry on wall,
Gold and silver intertwined;
Enrich dinning room.
(c) Monica St Hillaire.2020
Gold and blue earrings, Like Spring's dawn and Summer's dusk; Flashbacks fill my mind. (c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.