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The Voyeur: A conversation w/ Poetry

Yes
Yes I was watching
I like to watch

You’re beautiful

The tone on your skin
The move of your hips
The softness of your voice

Seductive

I noticed
I knew that you saw me watching
You enjoy being watched

You wanted me to

Yes
Yes I thought of touching you
I thought of us touching each other

I thought of us together

As I watched you
As the world around us slipped away
As the fantasy melted into something tangible

I anticipated this moment

You came to me as you have now
I pulled you close as I have now
And now there is nothing to be said

Just feel

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Posted by on November 16, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinquain

Challenge accepted! 🙂

Defining Motherhood

CINQUAIN: a five line stanza

It’s still poetry month. Cinquain is a fun form to play with. A cinquain poem has five lines with two syllables on the first line, four on the second, six on the third, eight on the fourth and two on the fifth.

I’ve posted a combination of old and new cinquain poems below:

Sharp toys

In the kids’ room

Lying in the darkness

Patiently waiting for a foot

Ouch! $h^t!

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Stop it

Stop the beeping

Who bought my kids this toy?

What did I ever do to him?

Revenge

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Mommy

Needs a sick day

But that is not allowed

So I will rise and pack your lunch

With germs

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Transformed

With one last push

Or a sterile scalpel

Regardless, you end up with a

Mother

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I said

That two was hard

That was only because

I hadn’t yet met three or…

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Posted by on May 4, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

We Were Always Alone Together

So there we were
Alone at last
Well…not really alone
Together
Finally away
Away from doing
Away from being
Escaping the rapidly paced madness
The chaos and calamity we call living
Together
Although still alone
I guess as humans can be
So we were
Alone….together
And together we sat
And I’d never felt more alone
As she expressed
She’d never felt…together
But she was alone
I felt we were in love
Together
I was wrong
The noise that arises from the clamour
The clatter of everyday living
Drowns out the sound of two hearts
Becoming un-intertwined
We escaped the noise too late
So together we sat in the silence
But not together
Not anymore
Just…alone

 
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Posted by on April 30, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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At The End of Infatuation

I woke up from a pleasant dream one day
Filled with the warmth of memories
That never happened
Stolen moments that exist
Only in my imagination
As I aroused
Unusually ready for the day
I could smell you as if you were laying next to me
It felt good the thought
Of you laying next to me
But I knew it had to end as all dreams do
As seasons must come and go
They time we never shared was special
It taught me how to love
In a way
You taught me how to love
You were mine once
You were never mine once
And that worked out perfectly

 
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Posted by on April 25, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Broke & Broken

No More Excuses
I’ve Paid For Too Many Losses
Money, Time, Dreams; All Gone

 
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Posted by on April 24, 2014 in Haiku

 

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The Drowing Man

There he is
The drowning man
He’s drowning again
To the casual observer
He’s a victim of misfortune
An innocent soul
Who’s found himself
Facing overwhelming odds
Poor fellow
To the regulars at pool side
He’s the fool who can’t swim
Who’s always wandering
Into the deep end
Poor fool
He’s swallowing large amounts of water
His lungs are filling with liquid
He’s grasping for something solid
Anything worth holding onto
But nothings there

 
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Posted by on April 24, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Stockholm’s Syndrome

I dance to the rhythm of imperfection

A slave to the beat of inconsistency

I could get free anytime I choose

I stop dancing whenever I tire

But my freedom is only in theory really

When the music stops my thoughts remain bound to perfecting the dance

As if the dance itself is freedom

And the desire for freedom the true Slaver

 
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Posted by on August 13, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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