Standing sideways, like a cool drink of water with sandy hair, freckles, and blue-green eyes, you wink. Lissom oaks that taste one too many tempests tire and lean upon false walls of hope. Your welcoming harbors were the key that unlatched my heart. Like the Crepe Myrtle, I shed my bark, to expose the pearly…
Category: Love
My New Poem “Again, Come Next Spring” Now On Hotel Masticadores
cuddle me, wrap me inward, so deep is our seed
breathe me, as an ocean wave will yet concede
My poem “Emmett Till, Emmett Till, Emmett Till” Now Live On Hotel
sun shimmers in dark eyes, life stirs, myriad of dreamsa princely smile creates unstoppable joyfourteen-years happy, bout to be in city’s ugly schemes a beautiful child who could sing, dance, whistle and playhis mama’s tender nurturing handtouching suit, told him, stay close to cousins, don’t stray Emmett’s stunning mom felt dread in her yellow floral…
Cracks In Our Stones
cracks in the old stone cry out to melike a whimpering fairy with golden eyessmooth still, aging skin upon the river swept rockssweltering, charming a parasol’s reflection of the mirthful sun as you rub their skin, it is softlike a new pup’s underbelly, yieldingas lovers, we often lean upon our stony surfaceyou, the royal stem…
“Tardy Morning Sun” Now Live On Spillwords Press NYC
damp, frosty grass was a sad soul to bare feet her heart dangling from a pale elbow in a drowsy fog besieging her as tears hymn, turning to ice on cold flesh five months passed since her husband was planted to earthly rest laying by the lake,…
Scorn
fall upon and discard my saggy breast never good enough could never pass your family’s test other women your eyes linger and sink talk of my beauty, char crisp dust lust for others, your toxic deceitful wink someone else can taste your viscid hate I tire of you and your foul distain clog…
“Wedding bed” now live on hotelmasticadores
where is our silk top bedspeculate,evaporation when weddid love migrate like the arctic terndoes another make those earlobes burnswans fly by on bloodshot fabric in my dreampulling up tiles, bricks, looking for my self-esteem To finish reading please go to Hotel Masticadores House and please don’t forget to like, comment and subscribe.
“Your Prey” now live on HotelMasticadores
hurting heart, quivers sifting image, last beat why lie, uncharitable one what inordinate pain I unearth like shadow crow you pretend to love hawk grabs prey next day new lie, fashion fractures what is left of me To continue reading please visit HotelMasticadores and please like, share, and subscribe. Hope everyone has a wonderful…