Night Shift

Wide awake beneath a black ink sky only thoughts for company sharing bittersweet sips of coffee feeding the words in spiralling strokes on the page thriving in the creative pool oxymorons play with juxtapositions conflicting ideas united in device and the pen throws in a delicate pause whispered in the night as the synonyms and … Continue reading Night Shift

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A Poem of Beauty

I want to write you, my flame, my poem of beauty as my words paint your body the artist and poet whispering the grace of love and the elegance of desire as words capture the stretch of fabric taut across your breast and my thoughts linger in that delight like my fingers seeking the warmth … Continue reading A Poem of Beauty

The Waiting

The virtues of patience are wearing thin when the hands of time stand still after years of waiting so long in anticipation and yet now that I know the time is near I feel it is out of reach that patience running so thin it’s almost out with the mockery of time all doubts have … Continue reading The Waiting

Autumn’s Song

The sweet perfection of nature held within an acorn’s dark shiny shell marking the end of seasons with the promise of rebirth in the harvest a gathering of sustenance survival and new life gathered in the bread of hope the future of destiny in the circle that never ends © JG Farmer 2017 Form: Free … Continue reading Autumn’s Song

Atrophy

Within pleasure the essence of pain stirs an awakening the knowing love will hurt too much but I want you so, I endure the pain as it plunders my senses until I want so much and I can’t instead my thoughts drift to a different dimension an out of body transition so, I can fulfil … Continue reading Atrophy

Grey

The nights alone as I lay thinking of you as I lay in the cool darkness the images of memory cascade through my mind through my spine through my heart my eyes obsessed by the beauty revealed in a lover’s kiss that delves into the senses without physical touch into the emptiness that feels no … Continue reading Grey

Do You Really?

You tell me you understand but do you do you really? Do you know what it’s like to be stared at by eyes wondering ‘is that a boy or a girl?’ That!!! I am not a that I am me a person with feelings feelings that burn when they dehumanize me with that you think … Continue reading Do You Really?