Posts Tagged ‘love’
Consumed
Consumed A fire burns in my belly Your breath is the bellows Your honey is like gasoline Blazing like a growing sun The ball is consuming me At light speed times two My seed flows like angry lava Every gasp threatens a fiery death Spewing napalm of growling devotion My eyes [Read More]
This Side Of The Door | Poem
This Side Of The Door That knock out dope was a door Three weeks and twelve years to get there Pushed along the way by the heavy hand Diving through, never to look back Twenty-one days rushing to a cold bed People skating in and out and all around The twilight juice left me [Read More]
The Rain | Poem
The Rain Like this one Doesn’t seem to know When it’s done When it’s time to go Way too wet Excessively so Much gray to fret When it’s time to go [Read More]
The Adventure Of Wren | Flash Fiction From A Guest | Molly
Wren’s Adventure was dropped off to me at FaceBook by my close friend, Seven Ravens. Molly claims that this is her first attempt at Flash Fiction, I say she winked when she said that, because she writes like a seasoned pro. What do you think? Wren’s Adventure [Read More]
Thawed | Poetry | Sonnet
After all these months, I finally have an inspired counterpart to the sonnet, The Burn. After The Burn was published, a dear friend asked for an answer to it— of sorts. So I scratched my noodle, wadded up a ton of paper, drained 47 ink pens, and came up with not only [Read More]
The Rage | Poem
As I sat on the porch at 2 in the morning, a mighty storm passed through the landscape around me- crashing into the primal tempest boiling in my soul. This poem is the result… The Rage Rain driving through concrete Wood, trees, and asphalt Thor’s mighty hammer [Read More]
Four In The Morning | Poem
All should be quiet All should be calm But from my porch I can hear the noise, a clamoring riot An occasional car Passing through town Not all that close Empty morn air brings it from far Frogs sing the song Calling for new mates Unbroken melodies Going on for God knows how [Read More]
Distance | Poetry
This wonderful poem was inked by a beautiful soul, Helen (@Colour_Being on Twitter) and inspired by Time Away. Enjoy! Distance Can’t reach, I’m sorrowed for every inch Of distance - Turns words into whispers, Parts grace In’ Leather and Lace. We dance With [Read More]
Time Away | Poetry
An answer to this poem of yearning was given by Helen (Colour_Being) and what a wonderful answer it is! Time Away Every breath is heavy Each heart beat thunders I ache due to love’s levy Wonder if I’ll be torn asunder Hours seem like long years Life blurs before [Read More]
The First | Poem
This is…free flowing from my heart. This is…pure emotion and dedication. This is…for you, the other half of my One. The First The first touch Binds us forever The first kiss Keeps us together The first taking Leaves us quaking Now I feel you keeping me Yet [Read More]
The Season of Our Love | Poem | Sonnet
Summer is winding down and I was inspired to write another poem that thrusts the four seasons together with love for another mash-up sonnet… The Season of Our Love Summer wanes like a fading ocean tide Autumn will flood and then forge its retreat Leaving [Read More]
The River’s Mist | Sonnet
My latest poetry submission, this sonnet, was inspired by some very beautiful words I read somewhere. Knowing where I read those words isn’t nearly as important as seeing what I felt because of those words. Inspiration is out there, floating around- all anyone needs [Read More]
Yes, I Am Watching the Sunrise
My third published poem in a week is again not a sonnet, hell, I wouldn’t know what to call this except another foray into an emotion uncovered and played with while I watched the sun come up a few days ago… Yes, I am Watching the Sunrise Yes, I am watching the [Read More]
Our Oak
Though this is no sonnet, it is still poetry awash with the the emotion of love… Our Oak Under an oak atop a small mountain Is where our hearts shall e’er play As our love will flourish every day The nights will keep no angry stain The onslaught of [Read More]
Breaking Ground Rich In Grade | Poetry
Scribbles form my notebook… Breaking Ground Rich In Grade I have shouldered a worthy blade Harnessed a steed of the greatest might Breaking ground rich in grade I’m told the crops can never be right With the horse a true furrow is made Following, I steady a [Read More]
A Lover Waits…
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A Lover Waits… A lover waits beside an open door For passion to come, ecstasy and more Another walks toward and holds the key To bliss and joy if it’s meant to be Lips meet as two lovers touch Neither knew that they could feel so much Gently yet the passion rises [Read More]
I’ve Not Met Her, But I Love Her
This, my response to the memoir prompt Love, is not about a person I have met, but one that is very real in my heart… There is a woman I love; a woman I haven’t properly met, but know all too well. This creature of my lofty desires and anchored needs walks ere in my [Read More]
Love | Memoir Prompt
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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! Today’s Memoir Prompt is going to deal with “Love” in honor of the holiday. However, you can write about anyone you have loved or do love. The trick is giving us details. Describe the person you loved(ed) — [Read More]
Modern Love
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In a whirlwind of ether charged instants filled with passion Two lives tangled and suspended each other While dancing across digital landscapes Inputs, outputs, mashups Love [Read More]
