Between the lines and through the lens…
I sink beneath your skin like sea sweeping over sand, you, a thousand grains glistening while I wash over you in warm waves, your salty sweat sweet below my current. I slip between your lips like cream coming into coffee, our senses fired like frothed fluid as we pound passion into fragile flesh once […]
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A constant darkness, the future unfolds like the road; route unknown, the past ever present but kissed goodbye; my lips still taste of yesterday, my hips the heat of your caress that has since slipped from these sheets. I was always bound to restless, to rest less and less, I am creature creative; a […]
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And still we will come to lick the honey from the purple petal and still we will come to root out the weeds of worthlessness in gardens where others eat up all that is beautiful. Time turns and we, in turn, follow its path, suns set and the moon shows us its song, hold […]
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I laid on the floor and touched the marbled perfume of the ocean as it washed over me, waves of flying feathers, a fluid fire of salted foam. I kissed the poison of your lips, once, and did not die as you came over me, next to me, inside of me. Decay is not […]
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Today my poem Shades of Blue is featured on Exploring Colour, the beautiful and inspiring blog from Liz Cowburn; https://exploringcolour.wordpress.com/2019/04/25/shades-of-blue-2/ It is featured alongside a powerful poem of loss and being found from Kay McKenzie Cooke entitled Found. Kay’s blog is https://kaymckenziecooke.com/ and a stunning water-colour painting of blue irises by Jodi McKinney from […]
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Crazed caught on canvas, caught in colour, thought tempered in sweeping strokes, we can be carried away in seas of grass, coral greens awash in the garden, catch the canvas before its fold finds favour in other fields the mind has yet to fathom, we can be crazy. Quick comes the crow upon the […]
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Corners come crawling from the fine folds of memory when the lavender was long with laughter beyond the bridge where the lazy water twisted her sky’s blues through rough rock and tufts of gold tainted grasses that I captured on canvas and you kept in glass cases crowded with curated curiosities and empty wine […]
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