Alone in the darkness thoughts running wild vivid and vibrant as they antagonise the nerves with doubt belittling my soul with fear...
Another Night Another Tear
Category: Free Verse
A Wave of Hedonism
No candy is sweeter and no lemon more sour as the moment our lips meet...
Misleading Beauty
Intricate weavings bedazzled by early morning dew offer the promise of the rising sun beautiful and beguiling jewellery...
Appreciation of Love
Again I am in your debt a debt money can never repay there is no price I can place on your love...
The Love of Pan
I watch you watching me as if we are divided by the universe and all the stars and worlds within and your eyes continue to stare like I am some kind of experiment...
Son of Aphrodite
A sensual little number she thinks concealing nothing beneath sparsely stretched silk as she walks down the street...
The Deadly Pudding
An uncrowded bistro in Montmartre soft music and the rapture of French cuisine tormenting the senses with romantic sounds and long forgotten aromas reawakening those Parisian days with you....
Fluffy Boots
Nerve damage sugar levels unstable and feet of ice...
Nattering Old Ladies
Sharp and vibrant green bent over the path like old women gathered to natter on the corner ...
Head for Jack
Take my hand as the bar closes I'm drunk First whiskey now me shared by all that play...
#Writephoto – The Reluctant Laptop
Thank you KL for a great prompt, and a wonderful trip back to when my lads were whippersnappers – ok a nightmare at the time...
By Sword and Candle
The olden day traditions told truth to be condemned by the apostolic lies while burning in flames and they thought we’d just forget....
#Writephoto-Contemplation
Thank you to KL for providing a great prompt, you can find it here https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/08/12/writephoto-cliff-edge/ I must admit my gut reaction was holy eff, eeeek and not to write this but that is being a chickenpoop isn’t it? My apologies, darling, there was only one way a manic depressive could go, I hasten to add, I am in a good place so safe to write it...
Red Roses
Blood red petals lie on her white fingers augurs of stains to come and she waits in the twilight for him to come...
Living with It
Arms crossed tight not daring to breathe will it ever feel right...
The Violin
Her strings sing of moonlight the melancholic songs of solitude that echo through the twilight mist and the stars come out to hear her violin....
Collaborate
working together we make a great team...
#Writephoto – Echoes of Love
I hear her laughter a ricochet through time genteel footsteps on stone floors and the shush of elegant gowns...
Orchidaceae
Those delicate petals of beauty in pastel shades of pink and white capture a poet in the early morning sun...
Gratuitous
Free love, a trip to back to hippies, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll The advent of the birth control pill, giving us sexual liberty The Beatles, Hendrix, the Rolling Stones Is that really what gave us our identity?...
#Writephoto – Nature and the Artist
Welcome to the weekly #writephoto prompt! This week’s prompt is a post with a difference – our JULY guest photo!...
Nurture
Is the way we are nature or nurture? Are we born with our quirks and identity? Do we learn to be all that we are? It’s an argument that will rage for infinity...
That Night
Unlearning the past while learning the future as if preparing to live in a new world because everything changed that night...
Surrender Desire
I saw that look in your eyes a flushing spark of excitement the aromatic arousal simmering...
#Writephoto – For My Beautiful Hoplos
Thank you KL for another awesome prompt, a bit of a dream prompt for an aquarist poet, I must say. The prompt can be found here - https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/07/22/writephoto-subsea/ It just had to be about my Hoplo catfish Subsea – Image by KL Caley For My Beautiful HoplosForm: Novelinee The day they came home they seemed … Continue reading #Writephoto – For My Beautiful Hoplos
Sesquipedalian and Panoply
I love long words when I play Scrabble If I use all my tiles I score double. Now writing poems I count the sounds Made by letters in order bound...
So What
Who cares if she is a lesbian what business of yours is it that he is gay bisexual oh really it’s not your concern...
#writephoto – Tittletattle
This week’s challenge from KL is certainly different, maybe a bit wacky, and absolutely out of the box. In other words, this should be a fun one to write. The challenge can be found here https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/07/15/writephoto-community/ Thank you KL Tittletattle Free Verse Did you hear the giants talkingit was on the news last nightpoliticians in … Continue reading #writephoto – Tittletattle
Sly Hand
The power of seduction listed in reasons I love you the whats that make me love you like how I adore your femininity elegance...
#Writephoto – Find the Way
Love will always find a way – you taught me that before I could walk or even talk nothing can stop love touching the soul...
The Happy Moth
I am but a moth dancing towards the light searching for love on my way...
Simply 6 Minutes – New Hope
Sweet baby fresh to the world bright eyes baby bringing new hope ...
Eremitic Silence
Amongst the hordes of golden fields, I stand in eremitic silence...
Strangers Passing By
Just two strangers sharing glances then saying hello when we crossed paths on my way to work on your way home...
The Windy Wheelbarrow
Rusty dusty spirals lay ahead of him and his eyes squinted as he tried to make out the other side and Antonick sighed in these gales it was impossible to tell how far he had come how far he had left to go but he knew he must finish his trip the queen was expecting him in her palatial nest just over the high end...
Beautiful Blade
His hands calloused by time working in forging heat....
The Deadly Pencil
I killed you today I thought it out in fine detail an act carefully planned murder one of that I have no doubt...
The Cat
The cat Sleek and elegant, Full of grace...
Prisoner
Outside reality inside my mind The crowds of wilderness come Invading, degrading all that is...
Room to Breathe
There is a place not far from me That takes me away from life Where the mundane, stress and worries Merely disappear...
Saying It
I am always in all ways...
No Excuses
As I shut out the world who am I? Pushed aside and overlooked Who have I become with a change of name ...
#Writephoto – British Summer Time
Not the clocks changing confusing the brain but...
Can’t Clean That
Because of Covid we must wash hands heed...
The Dark Wind
Throughout the night it cries among the trees and around the houses...
Memories Within
Exquisite carved legs of days gone by the sheen of mahogany reflecting the light so many memories captured in wood...
Oh my Love
Oh my darling, do you not see Without you I am not able to be Each morning you awaken my body and mind And always beside me, you, I loyally find...
#Writephoto – Bridge Between
The day I was born the first step done and that bridge seemed a distance place...
Never Anyone’s Girl
Embracing the self bringing him out isn’t disregarding the past...
Sacred Rite
She brings me alive on those nights nights saturated with her lust nights quivering with intensity...
