The Reader

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Poetry
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

Pink Pillow Poem

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Poetry
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

Warrior Song (Collab)

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Collabs
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!

Dancing Hands

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Poetry
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*

Sea Salted Skin

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Poetry
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               

The Sound of Silence

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Poetry
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

On Poets & Muses

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Poetry
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

Bleeding Solo

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Poetry
I feel
I love
I grieve,

For your dark
Materials

Forever
Buried
Six feet under, 

Preserved 
In amber

Safely within the
Deep and tangled 
Confines of old
Cinematic streams

I feel
I love
I grieve,

For your dark
Materials

Forever
Buried
Six feet under, 

Preserved 
In amber,

Safely within the
Deep and tangled
Confines of those
Bloodied dreams

I feel
I love
I grieve,

For your dark
Materials

Silenced are 
Those words
For fear
Of letting out
A goodbye song,

Black dandelions

I feel
I love
I grieve,

I listen
To that soothing
Sound,
And,

With a bleeding solo,

I leave

Crystal Sunset

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Poetry
Stony
Silence
Fighting 
Light

Voice enchants

Like a crystal 
Sunset

Gone,
To the point 
Of no return

Smiling 
Without
A smile,
And,

While smiling,

Wavering,
Wondering,

Like a crystal 
Sunset

Gone,
To the point 
Of no return

Slides away,
She won’t
Decay

Like a crystal 
Sunset

Weakened
Word
Womb,
Breaking 
Waves
 
Smiling 
Without
A smile
And,

While smiling,

Waiting,
Wandering,
 
Gone,
To the point 
Of no return

She won’t 
Decay,
Under purple 
Dusk,

She slides away

Smiling 
Without
A smile
And,

While smiling,

Unweaving 
Wounds,
 
She’d slide away

Under that crystal
Sunset