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Month: October 2015

Black and Blue

Posted on 31/10/2015 by gizzyblue

Black and blue Black and blue Is my heart Like the bruises you left behind- Scarlet red Scarlet red Is my head Like the blood You took from me In kind- Do you ever think of me? And wonder Why I left you? As you burn there In the hell you have created For yourself…

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birdbath

Posted on 31/10/2015 by peterlebaige

      birdbath they were out on the front lawn the father, the daughter and the son-in-law the father was showing where the birdbath would go when it came explaining considerations of this and that it was hot and dry out on that patch of lawn and the daughter the son-in-law were putting in an effort…

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The Resurrection

Posted on 31/10/2015 by gizzyblue

Possum under headlights!!! Wide eyed and bushy tailed – Passion exposed Spontaneous tis woe!!! Wanton kisses in the doorway- Ultimately led to my demise- Pants around ankles Shoes still on- Butt cheeks alive on hidden camera Moist lips And clenched thighs- Now headless chicken- Cluck cluck cluck… Backwards and forwards Side to side- Thoughts are…

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Riding to Battle in a Midnight Blue Car

Posted on 31/10/201510/01/2019 by Azzuen Berge

Violently calm, he sits in the front seat, splayed with an eerie regality around the chassis. Long tendrils of his fiery hair hang into his eyes, casting prison-bar shadows over them. Lysander is achingly beautiful like this, the fire in his belly burning up, a slow heating of ember before the inferno. For one named…

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Oceans of Distance

Posted on 30/10/201530/10/2015 by admin

Acrylic red the polish of its cut against your dress, The leather belt, buckled around you It radiates under the moonlight, You’ve got that determination in your eyes, Mirrors hiding the inside softness of your soul, A soul carried far, No more weight than a drifting snowflake on a winters day, Waves crash in the…

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Pain of Night

Posted on 29/10/201529/10/2015 by john keast

A night marked by poles of red light. Angular figures, a clock: 11.44. It is always this time; red figures on a table; reminding the mind – again. This is life – never more alone than now; tiredness so profound the mind is separate from wearied frame; an enfeebled entity adrift on an uncharted course….

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Waking Wanting Words

Posted on 29/10/2015 by Philomena

When the mind as in the moon takes waning phases The melodies and tunes stay undefined Edging  closer to its  pages The book stays closed tethered leaves on branches intertwined Then Spring will rush the head and bud the blossom Deep within the soul the spirit calls Lending colour to the brightening day time Breathing…

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heartbeat

Posted on 29/10/2015 by Philomena

Heartbeat …….. Here are jumps that miss my heart beats that chase the dust our feet disturbed drops of time that leak and we so meek when the time is ripe we feast on love devour the hollow of the mind and be so kind to think of those who have no one, no other…

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united

Posted on 29/10/2015 by Philomena

United Today left behind by my thoughts I caught a glimpse The light stretched long shadows on love I blinked and it passed the warmth onto my skin and from within I smiled Love that shone through generations and put all else in shade It made years of transgression disappear trust will do the rest…

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seven or eight

Posted on 25/10/201526/08/2018 by peterlebaige

              seven or eight to ‘Aunty’ Wanda Kiel-Rapana, who knows the source of such things seven or eight i had that dream that wrenched me in mid-sleep days or months apart it came a dream so strong I woke to the bedroom curtained dawn from it and shut my eyes again to burrow back into…

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The Dry Season

Posted on 25/10/201525/10/2015 by john keast

In the season of drought, the sky was black. It filled and filled with grave cloud that heaved up from the south, and it hung and then rose and from within a cold wind stirred, but it bore no rain.   The farmer drew himself up, put his wide hands on the gate, settled his…

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Kiss Curls

Posted on 25/10/2015 by john keast

The dog’s hair rises in soft waves, twisting and curling from nose to ear, tan and  grey and flooded with white; little moustaches – the English gent, the rangy  wind-tossed bushman, each wave a story, fleck of character. As he sleeps he twitches, waking with a fluttering roving brown eye. And at rest he pushes…

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