By Secret Thoughts Within and Vintage Black I am your only late night listener, Savoring your words spoken Over and over, Alone in the blackness. Messages played on loop In the radio host sound Of your voice, I tune in to enjoy Yet another twilight sample. Your poetic mixtape Of descriptive drunken words Makes perfect sense To my late-night soul, So, I dial in every sunset. Alas! That intoxicating oeuvre, Over and over I play it as I live in fear That you’ll disappear And I’ll end up, Singing in silence. After such a lust driven Radio overdose, I keep listening to your lyrical musings, They feel like luxurious textured notes For the soul of this, Your only late-night listener. * * * * * This is my second collab with the WONDERFUL Secret Thoughts Within (if you haven't been to her blog yet - please run and read her beautiful poems, check her amazing collabs and listen to her subtly mesmerizing spoken words). Great collab fun and really joyful writing experience!
Flying crazy And loopy sounds Those loony tunes House breaking moulds Silver tights And bright blue shoes A light of fancy A daring spy A ruthless dream A tearful song A seamstress Stream Ten hours, Gone You’ll never text Too sad, Too bad, Forget, forget A fearless sight Smells of ashes Speed of light True singalong Tap dancing night To loony tunes A daring spy A flight of fancy, A seamstress Stream Too mad Too bad Ten hours sad Deep down - Reach out! And sing along To this, My very Own... ...Blue Cinderella DARK ROCK SONG
To all the ones That read my poems That hear me bare That don’t despair The texts The laughs The hidden Meanings The sounds The smiles The profound Feelings The rooms The streets Snow-covered Stay And thick, grey Smoke That will One day Become star Dust Till you will Sway That scent That sound Oh all So near Takes me To a time When you Were here To all The ones That read My poems I thank you Kindly With free verse Sonnets And thick, grey Smoke That will One day Become star Dust Till you will Stay Resound Profound, Heart-felt, Unbound Remains, Dear reader, A fragrant Sound Silencio
Draw one tattoo For me I'll ink another one For you A tat One And only We'll share Our pink Pillow book, Inked verse, Stained bed Of love, longing, Pain, undeserved, Unsearched, and, yet conquered, Profound, One lasting bond, Fancy lettering, Blue This, Our night's Little secret, Still true Bold, and, forever, Subdued, Our Pink Pillow Poem, Tattooed
By Secret Thoughts Within and Vintage Black A true wild heart A fine glass of wine With steadfast resolve I walk all divine Keep walking good warrior And never look back Those trolls, demons, Vampires Deep love They do lack Honey, I've lived my life I know the road you are on I'll share my secrets To keep your heart strong Lay hold of pure light Let go of perfection These wrinkles and lines Are true beauty’s reflection Keep walking good warrior And never look back Those trolls, demons, Vampires Deep love They do lack Reckless Sons of a Dick Will never deserve you, Don’t play into their games Tell them quickly “you’re through” The fears in your mind They won't last too long You’ll realise your value And begin to rise strong Keep walking Good warrior And never look back Those trolls, demons, Vampires Deep love They do lack Never don’t forget, honey, To keep your heart true To share your own wisdom One kick-ass rock coup Remember these thoughts And you’ll have real wealth, ~ Your truly divine Old warrior Self * This is my very first WP collaboration — in general, and with Secret Thoughts Within :) I couldn't be more excited about it! Great fun co-writing this piece with Bree. I truly love and admire her poems and velvety spoken words. I am ever SO thankful for her constant support and great WP friendship!
waves & colours twists & turns & black & white outstretched, loose arms, with hands untangling, knitting smiles on pale soft canvas, warm & bright a fragile psyche, brave as night tonight with hands, untangling, weaving waves & colours, twists & turns tonight. outstretched. on soft. grey canvas. cold, & bright. some touch the horizon. cry. then fly. these dancing hands * inspired by my beloved friend Tiffany D.'s drawing — with fearless hands dancing through psyche's tidal waves*
Your bright materials I will never forget The love The scent The hugs Those kisses The ones You owed me Yet never returned That icy, shadowed Bridge you never Dared to cross Fearing it would Crumble Under Your Feet Lest your soul Fill the river in Drowned sorrow Before wearing That suit Sea Salted Skin Too self-enchanted With those sonnets, second-guessing Our exchanged verses, Doubting The authenticity Of these free rhymes Yet the image Of our poems At my fingertips, Piano hands To my ears, When your eyes Go blind again, Sea Salted Skin Your bright materials I’ll always keep Close to heart, I know they existed, And they exist, Surely, Somewhere, Close, By The Sea The love The scent The hugs Those kisses Piano hands To my ears, When the blinds Go down, again, Sea Salted Skin
Sampling Sounds Those Velvet Vowels Vibrant Stares & Luscious Landscapes Morning Flash On Paper Skin A small Ink Stain So painless, Hand-poked
Don’t dare speak up Repeat with me Milady sleeps Fast-forward streams Solarium nights Lavish details Siren-tailed corpse Breaking the silence The sound of deathbed Amnesic smile Subtle, sublime, Such inner fight The prima donna That got the part She was no singer! Her saddened rhymes Lady in waiting She’s held at bay Translucent playground Far, far, away No-one’s an angel A gusty room But don’t be fooled Breaking the silence One sleepy mirage Got only blurred A buzzing fly Such inner fight Translucent playground Far, far, away, Breaking the silence She won’t obey, The sound of Silence
Amused, Bemused, Male muse, Poem brews A writer, Confused, With red wine - All infused That muse, Diffused Entangled, Untangled, Unkind, Yet...profound? One poet, One muse, Both fused Him obtuse Dancing Together, All drunk And bemused One sad blues So confused, That muse, But enthused - From strong Female poets He cowards away One sad blues Amused and Bemused, That male muse Wine infused! Untangled And kind, All bewitched And profound Like a poet Gorging on Deep love, Red wine... To the muse You once were And the poet You’d fight Amused and Bemused All-time muse, This sad blues Let us both Fuse together One poet, One muse, Under bright Moon Blues dancing With word love Enthused Male muse - A dancer you are, Your love rhymes A poem Would one day Star Until then… …Au re-voir