Velvet Space
Regal the palace place
where red blood turns tattoo ink to blue
where the abacus of speech
most definitely run true
for lies become treason
and traitors must surely die
Regal the cloak cover
where arteries of hunger hope
become cloaked in humble pretend and make belief
for lies become treason
and traitors must surely die
Regal the purple promise
where money floats in the well of wishes
where future become the thought dreams of today
where lies are mere short term in currency
and traitors receive forgiveness without question or delay
Monday, October 14, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Stick 196 - Simplicity
simplicity
as solid as sunrise and sunset
as sure as smiling and laughing
as strong as willow and stone
as sad as the beginning of the end
as still as one only and alone
as silent as knowing and accepting
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Stick 195 - Behind closed curtains
behind closed curtains...
...that's where she took off her burka
...that's where she let down her hair
...that's where she stared at naked mirror time
...that's where there was no thin line
behind closed curtains...
...that's where he waited all night
...that's where his fight became pale fright
...that's where he finally lost his mind
...that's where there was no thin line
behind closed curtains...
...that's where they loaded their guns
...that's where curtains tore as helicopter blades spun
...that's where bombs ripped last curtains apart
...that's where there was no thin line
behind ripped curtains...
...that's where bodies lie in state
...that's where families stare at an unfair fate
...that's where human regrets come too late
...that's where there is no thin line and only war lost time
...that's where she took off her burka
...that's where she let down her hair
...that's where she stared at naked mirror time
...that's where there was no thin line
behind closed curtains...
...that's where he waited all night
...that's where his fight became pale fright
...that's where he finally lost his mind
...that's where there was no thin line
behind closed curtains...
...that's where they loaded their guns
...that's where curtains tore as helicopter blades spun
...that's where bombs ripped last curtains apart
...that's where there was no thin line
behind ripped curtains...
...that's where bodies lie in state
...that's where families stare at an unfair fate
...that's where human regrets come too late
...that's where there is no thin line and only war lost time
Friday, October 11, 2013
Stick 194 - Jar full of Very
A Jar full of Very
Very Hungry
Very Focused
Very Determined
Very Touchwood
Very Able
Very Good
Very Precious
Very Misunderstood
Very Attracted
Very Beguiled
Very Mesmirized
Very Non-Falsehood
Very Feminine
Very Fiesty
Very Feline
Very Firewood
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Stick 193 - Bathtime Invite
come bath with me...
the water will swirl
as hands make water unfurl
the bubbles will scent the air
as bodies envelop and float with flair
the steam will whisper misty promises of hope
as hair ringlets flirt with lips that dare
the sweat sculpting bodies in a hazy hue
as anticipation colours the palet of promise and playful servitude
the drops drip with delight and decadence in sight
as human shapes entwine in absolute abandonment
the water drops merge with streams of rivers of oceans
as the bathtime invite delivers the highest of life's loving potions
Stick 192 - Desert Parsley
Desert Parsley
we all gathered on the sand dune
that starry open night
we all laughed together
that still open night
the fire was dancing and flickering without bickering
that inviting open night
the talk was stimulating and at times prickly
that inspiring open night
we noticed the chiseled faces of friends
that pleasurable open night
we noticed the eye contact smiles
that exciting open night
the blankets multicoloured cover
that promising open night
the friendships solid and strong
that made that open night unprecedented in supportive delight
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Stick 191 - Simple Maths
Simple Maths
You found Me
and said I was your One
Your happiness infected Me
and two laughs became strong
You arranged three surprises
and elusive became beautifully conclusive
You danced Me from here to tomorrow
as we touched all four walls of each other's heart corner
You woke me up at the dawn of five
and we became aroused and always so very lusciously alive
My memories are all I have of six, seven and eight
because the us ruptured before nine became ten out of ten
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