Strip her of her beauty Bind her with rags Build with her moments of happy and sad Steal from her, her hunger Feed her with love Offer her you hand Show her the sun Put a light in her eyes that’s never been there Dance in the moonlight Whisper your love Make her the apple… Continue reading The “I” in 2020 A to Z
Hindsight Glancing backward Why did I love you? A thousand hearts broken before me Could not hold you Sin against myself, I am guilty. I came to you Even after you pulled away Mark it on my grave For all to know I am roasting in hells eternal fire For the love I gave you… Continue reading The “H” in 2020 A to Z
The rules are simple. Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… Exchange of love’s vows Hands lost in time. Aging eyes look across the room… Continue reading Photo Prompt Week 13: Exchange of love’s vows
The rules are simple. Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… Only dark words and secret thoughts loud voices in a darkened hallway shadows pacing… Continue reading Photo Prompt Week 12: only
Leaf Mould Mud in the spring, its my favourite thing. But leaves in the fall, I love them all! Crispy and crunch and racked into piles by the end of my driveway I can see leaves for miles and miles. By Shari Marshall – 2019 Originally posted on September 25, 2016 but I had written… Continue reading Re-blog: Leaf Mould
They dance alone in the moonlight under a sky of a thousand stars. They’re only black silhouetted images blending softly in the shadows as they carry on, caught in an enchanting magic, and a beauty to catch any eye. As morning starts its dawning the dancers dissipate like a dust that is snatched up in… Continue reading Dance
Sometimes I wonder Why Behind eyelids I see you; like a young child you unknowingly walk away I cry because I miss you I hope innocence saved you from pain like I felt Remember I remember so much, but feel so little Learning to live estranged My hands grope in the darkness for a body… Continue reading Not to be recovered
Originally posted on Rambling Writer:
We, at Cauldron Anthology, are extending the deadline for submissions. This gives us, and our readership more opportunity to receive a larger variety of work. The editors would love to see more art submissions, and some essays as well. This month we have some short stories that we can’t wait…
At first the scent is strong and lingering. The mouth salivates unwillingly, craving the moment when the two will become one. An infant’s desire to rush the moment, not realizing… Bitter and overpowering – scrunching up the face and swallowing fast. A desire to get the moment over with quickly. The taste rolls around, inescapable,… Continue reading Emerging Palate
Eluded Haunting me – your eyes, your smile burnt behind my eyelids with a whisper of you soft against my earlobe. You’ve progressed in your actions, no more hiding behind smiles. You linger in the moments, and hold me with you. Our blatant actions are leading. Passion mounts behind the games you play as you… Continue reading Something desired, but failed to attain: Poetic Trilogy
