Pheochromocytoma She huddles coiled amongst the swath of blackberry with her matrix of thorny needles, spewing forth her painful pricks. Nerve bundles lay excavating within shredded muscles. Pain caused by unsummoned moles that convert and blast into a red-brick wall, a boundary of sanity and lost childhood of her red-brick prison. Pallid pathways etch memories…
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“Sunbird” Up For Publication Of The Month On Spillwords
My poem “Sunbird” published earlier this month has been nominated for publication of the month on Spillwords! Please read the original post below to read the poem and be sure to vote at the embedded link below or here. Thanks again to Spillwords for continuing to support fellow writers and artists, and thanks to all…
”Arctic Hymns” Now On Hotel Masticadores
Arctic Hymns ornate, sea eagle, liberate God’s lapis lazuli skiesunfurl thy seven-foot wings for us this dayrise the spired scalp of acorns slice frigid, wintry soilmy fisherman of Kenai River rest from daily toil come with leathery hands to my rousing limbsnestle my steamy body as I sing my Arctic hymns sandy blonde hair lay…
“Sunbird” Now On Spillwords
Sunbird complete the refrainwithin the splinteringof my nomadic heartsilk strings sway forthbringing delicate lovemeticulously closeplaying white noteswrens sing blissfullybestowing approvalhe shifts towards mewalls dance for pennies To continue reading, please visit Spillwords, and be sure to like, comment, subscribe and share.
”Testimony” Now On Chewers Masticadores
Testimony tangled tears unfold in burnt red leavesas October reins her tempest, sultry, yet encageddeciduous in nature, wool sweaters lose their sleeves,sanguine cheeks pale, your passion dies and empties me, enraged a hummingbird in torpor, my heart slowsyour frigidity bites like a rattler who yearns for heatlonely is my sinking vessel, not ministering where…
”September’s Garden” Now On Chewers Masticadores
September’s Garden Dawn, an awakening that beckons idyllic, downy light, an endowment gently warming my green and thirsty skin. The last remaining flowers. I am the protector of the wonderous scentsthat whiff their way, often, to unsuspecting humans. My limbs of love hide deep beneath the ground’s surface, close to the red brick path. I…
“Why This Man” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores
Why This Man my feet wiggle with soil and the last crop of the seasonthey tantalize my senses as I ponder each logical reason while my heart still beats rapidly from the tender touchof a man I barely know, yet dare, to crave this much Why This Man connecting freckles, on my arms, and makeup naked faceI smell my white dress, to…
“Sand Shifts” Now On Spillwords
Sand Shifts sand shifts, flickering, like diamond lusterdragonflies move their wings independently, hoveringripe figs gingerly nudge tiny limbs, so her fruit falls from treesdahlias slowly open their multi-colored hearts to give pollen to bees oceans play on sand that has layers of treasures like petals on a floretskillful hands tenderly peel away veils that cover…
“Marry-Go-Round” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores
Marry-Go-Round trails of guilt, a stony terrainset in sad eyes like doleful stonesfledglings snarled in hollow ribbonsbirthing anguish in once-happy homes black and white film swallowschoices in love’s marry-go-roundlike a deer’s empty tummy at nightor birds that harmonize without sound singing rivers have no place to bendfissures grow in me where ravens weeplove twists secrets…
Stale Flowers – Melissa Lemay’s Flash Fiction Challenge #280 #FFFC Response
In response to Melissa Lemay’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #280 Stale Flowers each year I still do the same arrange loose, timid, and feathery stemsas if forlorn sentiments might live thereinearly this day, we both compulsively pressour dignified threads, to look our best each year I still do the same listen to dad call it…