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…

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…

Syllabic transitions. Living a dream

What do you see #45 Watering beauty Arching ripples of wonder Marvels made from dreams See the miracles that bloom When man and nature combine Lost in splendours of innovation Human dreams weilding nature’s tools She watches light’s refraction Twirls beneath its spectrum Glistens in its bliss In that moment Dreams come true And hope…

Celestial Virtues #writephoto (tanka, prose and cinquain)

Twilight’s crescent moon Am I wrong to love you so To share my secrets To trust in your clairvoyance How far will optimism go The moon is a symbol of rebirth, Its cycle is true and does not falter. Am I then right, to whisper earthly dreams beneath its ethereal glow, to place hopes in…

Being positive in a negative world #poetry and prose

Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwrecks. When inklings of foreboding disperse, Instinct dulls the colours all round, Fear taints nature’s beauty, And trepidation turns all things gray. But sometimes there is nowhere left to go…