Poetry, stories and strange odds and ends from the desk of a writer
You don’t see me you never see but I do. Silent eyes straying lazily over your curves teasing fingers reaching close but never touching. A kiss waxing poetic love on your lips my tongue just a whisper on your flesh. Then you begin to feel the torment and tease of rough leather curling around your … Continue reading Vision
I love you even today, without hope Of knowing you ever loved me too But for that I will not forlornly mope My tears are shed, as always without you To ease my soul from all that brings me pain And that hurts the most, what else can I do? So once more I walk … Continue reading Love’s Wish
The joys of spring are late in coming round As snowflakes scatter softly on the ground For winter's winds are holding back the light And earth must wait to feel the warming sun Despite the ever short'ning hours of night The essence of spring seems lost amid ice And voices moan about the cold and … Continue reading Too Late?
Created by: William Kenneth Keller Structure: 3 quatrains and a couplet 1. The rhyme is to be internal cross rhyme, not end rhyme. This is formally known as interlaced rhyme. The interlaced rhymes should occur within the first 3 feet of the line. 2. Rather than end rhyme, the form employs a type of alliteration … Continue reading Bardic Sonnet
deep inside darkness creation unfurls its wings there’s light at the end © JG Farmer 2017 Form: Haiku
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while … Continue reading We Wear the Mask
Ancient circle cast to call The spring song from winter’s shawl Vibrant visions in my view Subtle hues of Brigid’s brew The cold clings on as life grows Beneath solid ground and snows And winter wanes to spring’s breeze While budding trees thin the freeze ©JG Farmer Form: Deibhidhe
Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature’s patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains … Continue reading Bright Star
At last I feel my love so close to me Thy breath, a soft caress upon my cheek And in that touch I yield my soul to thee Yet my spirit is neither frail nor weak It is thy love that gives my heart its strength The strength that seeks to sate thy own desire … Continue reading To a Girl
