Ifs and Coulds and Woulds and Shoulds and ‘things I meant to be’s Almost At most Foremost Burnt toast Purloined destinies Figured Speech Beyond reach Seaweed cluttered Empty beach Castles made of Sand Tidal shifts Voids and rifts Standing on Unstable Cliffs Dreams of Neverland Fingers clasped Gasps and Laughs Time …
Tag: Transition
Turnings
The grinding wheel turned, just a bit more today Turning Grain into grist while I’m making hay The Ferris wheel turned, slowly in place Baskets on pivots, each swinging in space The planet it turned, its’ cycle spins clear Day into night until morning appears Emotions have turned, as my heart flipped …
‘Meating’ On-line
One online Dating Service that I am on let me know that 1,637 people were active at 4 AM looking for me (perhaps) but if not actually for me… but they were all looking indeed. We swipe left or right as if there were political poles in operation. We Conserve those we may desire (or …
I believe.
I won’t believe in Laughter ‘Happy ever after’ Rainbows in Subtle sweet hues I won’t trust in fate What we both create Nor magic in glass slippered shoes I’ll doubt wondrous signs That planets align Feeling like one - Since we’re two Kismet is bull shit The winners will soon quit Love is an illusion …
Alchemy of the Heart
The Alchemy of Affections Alchemy: "A seemingly magical process of transformation, creation or combination. Active since ancient times… Alchemists tried to transform base metals into gold. Alchemy is a Philosophy, or a way of thinking / seeing the world around us." Perhaps we are all, in our own very personal ways, searching for gold. Neil …
Love Quake
As lovers Tim and Tiff were a natural disaster. The first night they were together, sexually, the earth moved! Literally. For it was at the exact moment of a searing climactic mutual release that a 3.9 magnitude earthquake drifted along the San Andreas fault and gave a vibrant 5th dimension to their shared orgasms. They …
Derrick
The lines, which led to cracks, fell into fissures A featured tin foil ball of wrinkled face It sat atop a feeble derrick body Knee deep in sea and rusting into space Decrepit, almost silent, the mottled hulk had stood Infecting the sky in a collage of carbonizing cancer He had stood a lifetime. …
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