Gloam: twilight. dusk. from high above the concrete jungle over the gloomy city domes the sun slips past the horizon purple clouds concede to gloam a lone star sniggers in our ears: “yours is this parched patch of earth, welcome home!”
Tag: AprilA2Z
F: Flacon #AtoZChallenge
Flacon : a small stoppered bottle, especially one for perfume. I keep you safe away from the prying ether trapped in a flacon that carries your after-shave sparingly opened for fear that the stench of the world will take you away from me. Forever.
E: exequies #AtoZChallenge
Exequies: funeral rites I brought you back home The exequies were over, your body folded away like origami sheets. Ah, but your soul belongs to me.
D: discint #AtoZChallenge
Discint: ungirded. Days forever etched The smell of sun-drenched skin The angles of your body Discint pools of claret Of which I drank too deep.
C: Croodle #AtoZChallenge
Croodle: to cower or crouch down; to draw oneself together, as for warmth; to cling close together, or nestle close to a person; snuggle In my cosmos you were the sun the stars, the light, the dark I clung to you till your harsh words shattered my universe Only I know how your whirling disguise pierced my…
B: Bilboes #AtoZChallenge
bilboes: an iron bar with sliding shackles, formerly used for confining a prisoner’s ankles. To the keep tonight i creep with keys to bilboes where i keep you hid dragging on your chain untamed in confinement tonight you feed on me.
A: aprique #AtoZChallenge
Aprique: sunny. Dawn gives way to aprique skies the games of the night are over for this day i slip off my mask and concentrate on being.
April A2Z Challenge: Theme Reveal 2017
You know, last year at the Austin International Poetry Festival I met some wonderful and talented people. I got lucky and they added me to a secret group where we discuss our work, bandy around with words and generally have an interesting time. Apart from the few people I have actually had the pleasure to…
Reflections A2Z
I’ve heard of March madness, but this year April blew me away. I was travelling from the 2nd till the 18th. First it was Austin, to read my poetry and the it was Ranthambhore, tiger-spotting. I seriously thought I would not survive the A2ZChallenge. A lot of posts were written on the go. And I…
Z: ZEN
the pond lies silent sleeping in the morning sun diving into its clear depths i find myself at peace my work on dusty earth is done.. silence follows me as i slice through the water swimming to the murky floor rays of light surround me my work on the parched earth is done.
Y: YOU, yes, you!
Did I tell you I love you? Then this poem’s not for you. Shut the door as you leave, don’t bother to say adieu. Did I tell you I love you? Almost? How stupid am I! I see. I did love you, or I think I did till sense got a hold of me. Did…
X: X-RAY Vision
As a mother to two irrepressible teenagers, I sometimes wonder how I got this far. Was it the x-ray vision I claimed I had or was it the Mommy special extra eyes I carried at the back of my head? What gives a mother her survival skills? The ability to cope, when all she wants…
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