Afflicted Summer unseasonably violent blood runs hot then stops so cold I hear the rumours from a distance crackling in wildfires as I gather epistles delivered by the storm. – Jen online at: https://wired4more.wordpress.com/
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Incandescence – Yassy
Incandescence I watch the sun rise In my cup of coffee, in Golden light of dawn, I watch sunbeams hue your eyes; Like sparkling gemstones You become amaranth ritual in my day . online at: https://yassy66.wordpress.com/
behind forbidden’s door – Michelle Cook (Her Writing Haven)
See what’s behindIn-between the creasesI cannot hideYou’ll see my realityThe truth that I faceThe depth of my desiresI dare not tasteEach sweeter than honeyThese visions I exploreYet locked in silenceBehind forbidden’s door © 2020 Michelle Cook at: https://herwritinghaven.com/ Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/fantasy-dark-gothic-dream-woman-4565555/
#Poetry: After the Reading – Robert Matthew Goldstein
My favoritecharactershave spiltmy gutsin public– Now alonewithmy ‘self’ though I amperhapsa prettylie. The globespins forthe sakeof tradition Gravitybindsus to memoriesand visionsof suddenlingering- death. Words and image (c) Rob Goldstein 1986, 2014, 2020 online at: https://robertmgoldstein.com/
on the cusp – just another girl
earlier ‘n earlierthe light in the closey comes onless ‘n less does she need an alarmnow she awakens well before dawn more ‘n moreshe works to subdue worries in her headharder ‘n harderit gets, leaving the safety of her bed scarier ‘n scarierthe world grows day by daylater ’n later it growsredemption is fading awayContinue reading “on the cusp – just another girl”
New day yawn – PoetPas (Poetpaspoetry)
a new daya new beginninga new dawn more predictabilityand another inevitableboring yawn online at: https://poetpaspoetry.wordpress.com/
Summer Whisked Her Away – Jeanne (wabi-sabi)
Color the summer with every ounce of try and prepare for when the feathers molt and the hair turns silver grey. online at: https://seasonsapoeticjourney.com/
a serried tale – indishe (theindieshe)
The serried twists and sharp turns, Ensheathed in a veiled canopy , That hides its dazzling sheen, From those that envy its resplendent allure, Unsurpassed, Untouched. It beckons you, Tantalising, Mocking that you can’t you reach it, As you want it all the more. You just walk along in tremulous fear, Gingerly circumventing the folds,Continue reading “a serried tale – indishe (theindieshe)”
Porous Stone – One Round Corner
a blanket slipped into a barrier tumbling down a hole in a gesture lost without a trail of sand to slurp up with both hands online at: https://oneroundcorner.com/
“Even when things are right” – Nayana Nair (it rains in my heart)
“The sky is your canvas”,the book to all ailments said,“there is a joy in filling it up with life.”But as I finished my 157th sketch,as I finished my 300th one,as I finished the one with no count attached(the one I called “the limits that were stronger than me”),as I write over all that I hadContinue reading ““Even when things are right” – Nayana Nair (it rains in my heart)”
