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“When will it end Louie?”, she asks, not looking at him, but her eyes staring blankly through the window, seeing nothing but the thoughts in her mind.
He didn’t answer but took a deep draw on his cigarette and watched as -
As she sits slowly on the swing
the chill of the cool night air -
Summer sheds her cotton garments as
golden rays pierce Autumn’s chill mist -
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So much heartache
all that strife -
The reflective, silvered finish
was worn on the mirror -
If the oceans are so deep6 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 2 2:52 PM. In Free Verse, Quinsaine
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Pigments percolate
with no harsh edges -
The heat bounces off the wall
like a game of handball -
The heat bouncing of the wall
like a game of handball -
the air hangs heavy
clinging like a wet shroud -
I shouldn’t be here
I really shouldn’t. -
Contemplate the sky;
ever-changing though constant -
Life, a game;
played on the street -
They called him Captain Ron,
no-one knew if he had ever been to sea -
He waits,
every customer a potential client. -
Cast your line ...
swish ... swish ... -
I sat alone in my garden
reading. -
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The bottle was cold...
fingers squeezing neck -
Another heartbeat
to soothe my soul... -
I am…
the mature woman -
Take me
I am yours -
The night was warm
the wine was cold -
Sun slivers
kiss the silver bark -
Sorry you’re feeling blue
Cuddles from me to you -
Knowing what you’re seeing
but refusing to believe it’13 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 26 3:40 AM. In Free Verse, Thoughts -
The gate swings on the hinge
an open invitation - -
Still silky
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Hey!
look at me -
I see him glance…
he likes what he sees -
Today he’d show her
He waited and watched -
Why did it take your death
to make me realise -
She stands…waiting
they know her here -
To lay on a bed of warm dry ferns
between the gaudy yellow -
I stand in the hallway
nervously hopping from -
Life -
A tapestry, -
To want a life
one has to have tasted life -
I need to feel
the warmth of your skin -
Forgotten, neglected:
Discarded lik -
“No, no”, she screamed,
running briskly in her flat shoes -
Unshed tears sting my eyes
like an incoming tide. -
Each step would take me higher-
higher to the clouds… -
See the ease with which our fingers
- interlock - -
Today is a really blue day,
you know, one of those days -
His slender shoulders and
dark brown wavy hair -
It is not a secret life I crave
but a Life! -
A message in a p
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If You Ever Doubt
If your voice35 lines, 15 comments, on Feb 19 8:41 AM. In Free Verse, Personal, Love, Thoughts, Friendship, Longing
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Fireside Love
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We met as lovers,
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In this life so full and rich,
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The first few drops of rain
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At last
I have welcomed Death - -
She still comes to the park
only now, she comes alone -
Capture
in one moment
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