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.
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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
DARKROCK
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 lackHoney, 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
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 museWine 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
EnthusedMale muse -
A dancer you are,
Your love rhymes
A poem
Would one day
Star
Until then…
…Au re-voir
