Monthly Archives: October 2017

Cleaning

Summer leaves stains

Autumn must cleanse before

Winter’s torpor.

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Voyeuse

Perhaps one year old,

parked in her pushchair on a

crowded Tube, her

blue eyes fixing on a

young man above her

oblivious on his mobile, then on

two American women by me, one

sat the other stood, her eyes

flicking from one to the other

intent on working them out, but

catching my smile she

squirmed and squawked, caught,

preferring to see but

not be seen.

Make-Up Remover

The face you wore tonight is now

smeared on my sheets, my

pillow, my face, and your

parloured hair is decidedly

unkempt, your sleepy eyes

between locks accepting this

new openness, this

new nakedness.

Near Midnight

Near midnight I heard geese honking

though there were no ponds nearby.

 

Migration was in the air but

would they set off at night?

 

I scanned the sky for some

occlusion of the Moon and stars but

 

saw nothing, though their cry

called me to find and follow them.

Atropa Belladonna Von Coup

reader , writer , poet , person .

Diana Marin

Fine Art Photography & Poetry.

Rusted Honey

Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry

Turning the Lights Off

Random musings inside my head no matter how hard I try to shut the damn lights off

Southern Georgia Bunny

Adventures of an Southern Bunny everything from dating, sex, life and shake your head moments.

Secret Dates Diary

Secret Dates Diary of Anne Regina

Hannah likes dirty words

Writing, extracts, pleas to buy my books, the odd essay.

word and silence

Poetry, History, Mythology

The Cat's Write

Milly Schmidt

ELLEGUYENCE

New content every Sunday

Love Hate Sex Cake

Musings on a Libidinous Life