Monthly Archives: September 2012

Match

We piled up the detritus of

thirty years until it loomed

black against a purpling sky like a

lone cypress or the stele of a

lost kingdom.

You hesitated, wanted to

rescue that illiterate essay, this

callow daub, the

broken rocking-horse, the

unsent love-letters, but I

stopped you, took the box,

fumbled, spilled little sticks that made an

irritating pattern, then brought

Autumn on with the

sharp tang of a struck match.

Numbers

I drove at 80 amidst the teeming traffic

enveloped in a cloud of numbers as I

calculated without thought the

relative speeds and distances both

fore and aft, the gaps and flow of a

hundred vehicles, the

computational nimbus within which I

heard new harmonies in Couperin,

caught the current of my day’s work,

perhaps perceived the

outliers of this poem and made the

beginnings of a shopping list.

Nuclear House

We are such clean people yet the

house when empty was so

fantastically filthy as though

sticky time had gummed each

molecule of mistrust to the carpet and each

moment of regret looked like a

neutron star had vapourised

living matter into a mere

shadow on a mottled wall.

Temperature's Rising

Sexy Times ~ Warm Feelings ~ Hot Flashes ~ All That

MULTIGLOM

The Anne Billson blog

A Submissive Wife

Married Submissive, Exploring the kinky side of life.

Life of a Kinky Wife

Marriage with a Twist

The Weaver of Words

"Poetry is what happens when your mind stops working, and for a moment all you do is feel." -Atticus

Works of an Unsettled Mind

Stories, Poems and Titillating Epitaphs

Upashna

In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.

My Liver's Trying to Kill Me!... Oh Wait.

A Journey to a Healthier Me.

Undressed Thoughts

layers of my onion head

The Wild Heart of Life

"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce

Veronica Love-Wylde

Erotic Poet and Artist - Welcome to My Sensual World

my controlled ascent

living and loving as a married submissive in my D/s marriage

Filimages

A quoi servent les images que l'on ne montre pas ?

BlogUnseen

Written Thoughts, Spoken through verse...

Jupiter's Lair

Because a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste...

A Quest for the Uncliche

Dream. Explore. Learn. Repeat.. Let's traverse on the paths less taken and explore whole new worlds