Archive for July 17th, 2010

Ardor

This piece is offered in response to visual prompt Mag 23 at Magpie Tales (shown below the poem).

Ardor

eyes dark and deep as nile nocturne
scorching as nubian sundance
this blackthorn rose
is the secreted passion
the sultry jungle goddess
inscribed in the book of ardor
fired in molten scarlet
woman forged of earthen bronze
ablaze in the sensual dreams
of writhing midnight
she is smoke [...]

Gravity

…in response to the 12th prompt of 2010 on Writer’s Island, I offer a perspective on regret…

Gravity


if I could
but glide
like a bird in flight
I would soar skyward
in sweeping circles
lifted on mighty thermals
I would not be earthbound
not a captive of gravity
if I could
but break the gravity
of time
I would not be a prisoner
of regret
I would return to [...]