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Too Much

/ Parent’s Lament Honestly, it all gets to be a bit much, the running around and such, the back and forth and to and fro, pick up and here we go, I can hardly see what it is meant to be with all the round and round. This is a dVerse prompt for a quadrille:Continue reading “Too Much”

See, Touch, Taste, Love

I see herShe’s shining like the dawnA celestial body fiery hotI touch herBlowing dandelionSoft, gentle, brushing over her skinI taste herHer essence like raindropsA kiss most intimate on my lipsI love herAnimalistic heatPassionate howls of wolves in the night This is from a dVerse prompt: And so for this MTB challenge we are writing asContinue reading “See, Touch, Taste, Love”

View from the Stage

From the platform it’s dark wooden planks Weathered by the footsteps of those who have taken these very stepsTo stand where I standI look out and look up. Not straight up for that would be too muchBut to the horizon above the peopleBoisterous, a nervous energy runs through the crowdThey wait for a performance. AContinue reading “View from the Stage”

Quite Absurd

It seems quite absurd the rain falling downInstead of needing the sun to be outInspiring rainbows to come aroundInsisting that the colors come aboutTaming lions and bearsTaking ruby colored shoesThe sun will come out sharesTuscan red headed orphan bluesAim for the sky and you’ll hit the starsAsk the questions why and you’ll answer them allAnotherContinue reading “Quite Absurd”

Hunting Sinners

The evening quiet as a mouse praying in a churchI slip into the night The wings of the bat its latest meal in searchWhisper to me dark tidingsMy heart will jump and give a lurchAs we hunt sinners this evening This is a poem from a prompt from dVerse: “Today we are finding different waysContinue reading “Hunting Sinners”

The Place We Have Come To

So we have arrivedA estas alturasAnd have come of ageA estas alturasAt this place and timeA estas alturasTo this single spaceWas it by His hand?¿Divina providencia?Or perhaps fate?No. Divina providencia.That guided us to this land;God’s country.Divina providencia. How was I to know?Un inocenteShe shouldn’t have been thereUn inocenteIt’s not my fault I swearUn inocenteShe’ll getContinue reading “The Place We Have Come To”

Crushed Seduction (Alliterisen)

Two threats, open love letterWet my whistle the story’s steamyClear cut quaint question asked“Who will be my last love?” you ask.I answer in artAs is my way with meaningIt is I you yearn to loveDon’t dream about me at nightIn wondrous fits of flightDon’t you undress me in dreamsRipping apart satin seamsLooking to loose myContinue reading “Crushed Seduction (Alliterisen)”

Who Am I? – Sculpted

Who am I? On what level? When I look in the mirror What do I see? Who looks back at me? Can I see with closed eyes? Do I scream? When I look in the mirror Is it me that I see? Or just a figment, my imagination When I see me Who am IContinue reading “Who Am I? – Sculpted”

Catching A Ride

In the back of a Garvlacken waste disposal craft was not where Bobby had pictured himself when he had his morning cup of coffee. Being recruited by the Bogē for what was essentially a suicide mission also was not on his morning mood board but at least it made some semblance of sense. Unlike hisContinue reading “Catching A Ride”

Hello Operator?

Hello?-Hello operator?Hello. How may I help?-Tell me that I matter.And why would I do that?-You asked how you could help.And that would help?-As far as I can tell.But do you have a problem? Something we can help you with?-Yes. It would help if you would just listen.Then I’m listening. Tell me your problem.-The problem isContinue reading “Hello Operator?”