– Gentle breezes stir from the patient fan, A lover’s whisper on my skin. – Dense and gauzy mist surrounds me, A drunken embrace of hypnotic comfort. – Sunlight filters through leaves and window screens, The intimacy of first light. – Like a caress this morning beckons me to join it, Soft with delightful promises,…
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Plans made. Detail after excruciating detail Meticulously ordered, poured over and finalized. A bright, new life filled with promise, Beckoning. I am overcome with anticipation. * But, like a prisoner crazed for freedom… * …I wait… * …and wait… * Knowing my sentence is ending. Each day I remain, a year. My breath, a fellow…
An audacious cardinal hops from picket to picket his acrobatics steady, sure. Bees hover drunkenly over tender petals Filling branches with trembling expectation. An anxious chipmunk skitters from tree to grass to garden Gauging the danger with a paralyzed pause. The trees’ choppy shadows blanket the pathway, Mimicking the stones – envious, covetous. I watch,…
The Clouds Feigning innocence in their white and fuzzy cloak Withdraw triumphantly Satisfied, whole – Awash in after-glow Denied discretion by her ecstasy Earth lies splayed after the glorious romp Wet, disheveled, at peace – Each fulfilled through the giving, the receiving They part Free from regret or expectation Knowing it will happen again
I must open the window, if just a crack. The artifice of this room – the mechanical hum of the refrigerator, the intruding glare of the light bulbs, the manufactured separation – suffocates me. I am ensconced in a straight jacket, ten feet square. An instinctive wisdom greater than myself insists I belong on the…
Early explorers, adventurers Whispering the hushed tale of their Pilgrimage from eager heights in poised flirtation with the wind to Freedom of release in gleeful tumbles to the ground, They are the first to fall. – Humbly bypassing an Encore of yellow and orange They rest, meekly brown, on a Bed of silty fate in…
Silence, unbearable, is overthrown, A flaccid tyrant no longer Granted reign to oppress. – Power explodes, Forcibly shredding the gag. An unstoppable flood of soul sound Gives voice to deep turmoil, while Cauterizing a fleshy exit. – I do not want them to stop, these words, But the gift of their release comes in A…
As if sculpted by master hands In the medium of eternity Her smooth firmness Betrays no mortality. She was peeled from the mold of Inhuman perfection, An ever-changing womb of Trendy insatiability. – The snakeskin pattern Clings and moves as one with her body And I am awed, breathless, covetous. She is iridescent and magnetic.…
Her lullaby soothes me tranquilly into a cocoon of dark weightlessness when, with venomous spite, she yanks me from my slumber; her Banshee screech propelling my heart into a thunderous chorus of irregularity. Conducting her nightly Hell, my demonic Master smiles with satisfied sadism at my wretched tossing and turning. Stealer of hope and beauty,…
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