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Category Archives: Poems (Some Silly)
My Thanks to a Saracen
I dwelt upon the shore With tides and rhythms Known and sure I didn’t venture far An occasional dip Into the forested hinterland That wondrous place invited me In forays brief Delights I saw… Yet when rather I’d be exploring … Continue reading
This Sedative for the Soul
I was asleep when you crept in You woke me, body, heart and soul Awakened, aroused, enlivened You whetted appetites from long ago Appetites I didn’t want This couldn’t be, this was fantasy You scared me, go away and let … Continue reading
Of Cobblers and Glovers
To love To feel that sweetest of emotions To give To be enfolded, warm as in a fleece To ache in want of you To open, to let you in That you might know me true To receive… Pain. Better … Continue reading
CCC87: Gunnr’s Well
Gunnr’s Well, that’s how we knew it as of old For Gunnr in his Viking days Did drive his dragon-warded ship Into this sea-scoured shore Tongue swollen with the salty pestilence of sea Seeking purity of water unpolluted And there … Continue reading
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In Alignment
For me, you are the sun To you, I am your moon Saturn binds us by our feet Neptune weaves our fantasies sweet And Mercury keeps us mentally attuned. Syzygy! 30 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Syzygy
This Kiss
Mindless of the pressing chores The waiting floors, the empty stores She strolled along a dream-cast road And watched a leather-sided toad. With a tug at her dirty work-stained frock She sat beside him on a river rock. He looked … Continue reading
The Ocean Tide
My love is like the ocean tide Sweeping in, knocking and toppling all in his way To lap at the highest reach which is my heart. But no sooner here than he turns again And with an awful tug he … Continue reading
Our Self-Induced Illusions
I might have taken to penning romance, but here’s my answer to those who seek to see a transformation What lies delight us How eager to believe our self-induced illusions That here is love and here is truth And here … Continue reading
A Free Spirit, Me
A free spirit he called me That’s what I am Then complained when I gallivanted Out of season, out of time and mind A free spirit, he said me But I cut him to the quick When my gallivanting Stole … Continue reading
The Turn of the Year
Come join our hands Come touch the sky Come dance the dance And thread the stones Rejoice this day The sun stands high For on the morrow she cannot stay Her southern lover draws her away