She calls!
A sigh upon the monsoon…
Tag: tanka
Letting love go #poetry
Not all true love lasts,
And if it ends, does it mean it wasn’t true?
Moral conflicts #TankaTales
What happens when this life blisters, And storm clouds roll across your virgin world. When luck slips your naive grip, And favour scurries into bushes of disappointment. When fortune re-calls its blessing, A courtesan who but lent you their time. What will happen then, When you fall from grace, And your character is put to…
When The Night Calls. A sensual duet #poetry
I have set your heart on fire. It will never burn like that again, except for me. He takes a deep breath Ingests the scent of anticipation Hones onto the fragrance of possibility And revels in the aphrodisiac that dusk arouses She closes her eyes Blinds herself to the misogyny of this world She envisions…
A many faced tanka #poetry
Not all is what meets the eye.
True Love’s Sonnet #poetry
Before we can truly love ourselves, must we hold off on loving the one we want the most? Lost Searching Captain Land-ho beckons, A new home. Beyond beautiful Rich, plentiful and tempting But your ship, carries disease When each time I see you feels like a dream And your slightest smile preludes our future When…
A lover’s curse. #Cinquain tales
The things that love makes us do, The lengths to which all may go, And the ones not many can comprehend. Dark spells of passion The secrets of longing hearts Fires that burn for one Too many times she has lost For him, whatever it takes! Desire Breeds obsession She calls on heathen gods Heart…
Within the Cosmos
Twenty Word Tuesday. Within the Cosmos Constellations gallivant Through vast origins Glinting with endless knowledge Directions to destinies Answers In the void Reside Eugi’s weekly prompt – the cosmos. Colleen’s weekly challenge – the night sky. Bubble’s twentywordtuesay – rejuvenate. An open night sky always has a way it renews hope and smoothes away worries….
Conscience
Ever wonder how lonely your conscience is, In a mind swirling with temptation? What do you see #48 Even in my mind Secrets roam clandestine streets Covert ideas Glowing in the dark Honest schemes at dishonest times When conscience threads corrupted thoughts Taking a wizened old form Brief, lest darkness sips in Besmirching its virgin…
Faithless. A haunting. #poetry and prose
Before you read this, I wish you to know, That hope lies within us all, That the greatest keeper of hope is faith, And that through faith, we draw strength to face the darkest of trials. Despite our beliefs. Faithless (A haunting) Drip… Drip… Fear falls and tears drop No leaps to take No faith…
