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Tag Archives: Writing
Silken
these thoughts you wear, draped, delicately, around your neck in silken waves whisper misty tales of white and purest, deepest red — heartily and in your words i find wonders — as your beauty’s breath fogs up the glass on … Continue reading
For my friend across the Seas
Siegen bore a poet with long dark wavy hair a German lass with eyes deep and cavernous and we met here ~ through our love of p o e t r y we commented, shared a smile, encouraged one another and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Art, friendships, mentor, Miri, Online Writing, poet, Poetry, Siegen, teacher, Writing
6 Comments
Rainbow chips
is the rainbow multi-coloured I see it in your fries you say it’s golden crispy brown I tut tut ~ you lie the temptation to just grab one don’t slap my hand ~ not nice you know there will be … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Word Challenge
Tagged chaos, chips, French fries, Poetry, prose, rainbows, temptation, Writing
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Mother Earth
five of us protected, against the ravages of modern time a sixth who follows closely, stepping cautiously behind hiding from the orange sun and blackened ash crept wind the cool rivers that remained, anointing pale and withering skin afraid of … Continue reading
Posted in Imag(in)e, Poetry
Tagged aftermath, atom bomb, couplet, Mushroom cloud, Poetry, radiation, twistedlamb.com, Writing
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I’m not ready
silent at my door, shroud of death there was no knock, you covet the way I breathe, before you crumble, turn to ash wait ~ for I’m not ready for you ~ yet allure me with your charms, my resolve … Continue reading
Posted in Imag(in)e, Poetry
Tagged death, death knocks, delusional, illusions, minds, Poetry, ravens, Writing
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I can take you there
A word challenge amongst friends – two words. The words were Seduction and Paradise 5-7-5 fishnet stockings black red painted lips U-shaped curve fervid seduction skin to skin sublime folded in your arms we sleep paradise is mine
Posted in Poetry, Word Challenge
Tagged fishnet stockings, love, lust, Paradise, Poetry, relationships, seduction, skin to skin, word challenge, Writing
4 Comments
Defenseless
there is a demon in words, whose oozing presence pumps sulfurous mist into my lungs, & taunts me to wheeze abominations there is a demon in words, attached to my velcro heart, turns boldness to festering ashes and i can … Continue reading
Breaking the padlock
I try to say I hurt, through silent lips my throat clenched – my voice handcuffed with words that want to form but I refrain, release no sounds, for you need comfort with my arms and I dare not waffle … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Word Challenge
Tagged breaking the chain, death, hurt, loved ones, pain, Poems, prose, relationships, silent lips, solitude, waffle, Writing
9 Comments
Temptation
Temptations strike show me I am the one – you seek Temptations strike Come closer tell me what you like Goosebumps – quiver my senses peak Let me scream your name – let me shriek Temptations strike This is a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged dVerse, Iamb, poem, Poetry, Rhyme, Rhyme scheme, Rondelet, Syllable, syllables, temptations, Writing
20 Comments
Colours
Street Art by David Walker; London, England Red pumps under abstract colours I dance alone inside my rainbow I’m comfortable that way this is my preservation – if you knew my skin to be yellow the colour black or light … Continue reading
Posted in Imag(in)e, Poetry
Tagged Color, Life, Poetry, preservation, prose, rascism, Writing
10 Comments