Puds

I can’t imagine a life Without his smile That bright beam that lights My way through The worst days Shining brighter My best… He’s a silly tease with Innocence abounding Simple toilet humor And a penchant for Causing my senses to revolt. He’s mama’s boy…

Water And Earth

I am the river you are the earth steely grey waters bubbling over rocks collecting in the crevices speeding with the current taking me along. I hold tight to your sides as you guide me with gentle hands palm pressed against the small of my…

Waiting

Love Reveals Naked truth Undressing my thoughts. Clothes slipping down into A pile on the floor ‘neath me, patiently waiting your touch. Downcast eyes flicker warmth hiding softly Fallen words, describing what you see What your heart has moved to feel within you That which…

Unapologetic

There was a point in time When I used to despise myself Much to my own undoing I stripped away layers Unveiling my true self Assuming that I was loved for just that But who I was inside was never quite enough Concealed by the…

Ode to Freelancer Poem 3

Ode to Freelancer-Poem 3   The bridge with views The river overlooking the green The woodlands on the river screen The green on the walk offscreen   The Bridge with views Photography her passion Vacation her progression The rock her disillusion   The Bridge with…

Come For Me

* Sensual poem warning 18 or older* Fierce thrills, I close my eyes Feeling the rush consume me Sight returns fluttering lids To an empty bed Where I wait for you To come for me. Heart outstretched like open arms A fantasy of breath Skin…

The Book Prompt -Hour 12, Prompt 12

Lyra and her daemon moved through the darkening hall, taking care to keep to one side, out of sight of the kitchen. A daemon’s after me darkening my door, No clue if it’s bad or good It lingers in the hall While I try to…

Thorns…

They say roses have grace, Where roses bloom, The thorns come around too. Beauty is the rose, The queen of the garden, The gift from heaven, Then where do thorns come in? “What is beauty without pain?” wondered the actress, while polishing her nails again…

Who am I?

Who am I? I am just a speckle of dust, Waiting for the wind to carry me back, Into the land of invisibility and ambiguity. Where no one knows me, Where I know no one, Where I wouldn’t have to fear anyone, Where I would…

The Goblin’s Grotto – Prompt 11, Hour 11

Cool, damp, and muddy Not one but two larger ears A horde of green friends Mushrum lurking tall Goblin beneath oh so short Eating bugs for fun Big tall humanoid Stompy Stompy go his boots Spores are on the loose Threatening Bad Time Goblins run…

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