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Untouched Heart Strings

Walking through the door to a meadow,The rain a light mistJust enough to shroud the horizon in a blanket of grey.Tears stay hidden within my eyes.Not shed for her,Not shed for her leaving,Not breaking my heart as I stumble from my home.I walk among the droplets of waterFrozen in a breeze not blowing.They cling toContinue reading “Untouched Heart Strings”

Smiling on the Inside

This feeling of joy trapped inside like a xenolith within my dread. I listen with half an ear to the ramblings of strangers I sometimes call friends. Yet within, this joy, small, near insignificant, grows. Your smile, my joy,Ignites a small flameLove? This is for a dVerse prompt: Write a poem of exactly 44 wordsContinue reading “Smiling on the Inside”

Writer’s Block Carving

Within this stone lay my imaginationUpon this blank page I will spill my bloodChisel and hammer I holdThe pen no longer my fingers splayedI look within to find the heart; my own and the stone’sThis block of writers’ my hesitationI type in furious frenzyThe first edge goes, the stone takes shapeAha! Aho! Ahee! The wordsContinue reading “Writer’s Block Carving”

Let Me Know If You’re Ready

Older and wiserSlower in touchNot to tease just not to rushTo enjoy the softness of your skinThe hills and valleysThe more time to spendKissing down your neckAnd over mountains to valley deepSwirl around the peakUp and down againTo slip my fingers in the deltaOf warm wet delightsTo circle and glide Bring forth moans of delightIContinue reading “Let Me Know If You’re Ready”

Garden House

The garden houseAt the end of the yardOn the property Owned by the Schiele’sI spent my youth Playing around the gardenHide and seekIn the mansion of our vilaNow I sit Outside the gateUpon the roadWith a bottle of tequilaWatching flowers growBeneath the shade of treesSeeing my memoriesOf my childhood Shangri-la This is for a dVerseContinue reading “Garden House”

Don’t Protest

Don’t protest my loveLet me love you true and realLet not the word no, trip from your lipsTo fall on my pleasRemonstrations against meLike darts thrown against my heartPierce and prick, bleed my feelingsDon’t protest, say yes This is for a dVerse prompt: Write a poem of exactly 44 words including the word protest. HopeContinue reading “Don’t Protest”

Doth Thy Protest Too Much or Too Little

Don’t protest my loveLet me love you true and realLet not the word no, trip from your lipsTo fall on my pleasRemonstrations and arguments against meLike arrows and darts thrown against my heartPierce and prick bleeding out my feelings upon the floorDon’t protest but say yesAnd in my arms you’ll find your desiresYou can’t stayContinue reading “Doth Thy Protest Too Much or Too Little”