body is changing
to form yours
blood-laced gloves
back pockets torn
MacBeth fooled once
me twice more
submissive love
chains around this heart
your knife slices
kinky through my life
Tag: games people play
musing on over
She is not crazy. She is a Pisces.
Being a self-proclaimed writer/painter has its casualties. You become lost to foreign worlds and your only escape is reality.
So i have grown to know a few of my blog followers more intimately. And i am honored they have come into my life and shared tidbits of soul with me. And i have shared too. A tad bit.
I have never vigorously pursued horoscopes but recently a few people shared their signs and i must say i am captured. Scorpio and Pisces are my two favorite signs. And being a Pisces i relate to both of them well.
Love is an illusion, platonic friend. Stay a while and rumble through my head.
I have a series of these photos. I love looking at them for hours. Getting lost in the movement. The changing shapes mimic me, day by day. Often hour by hour. I can feel the caress as they wind their way past my eyes and settle where they may.
What do you see?
Choose
there is a sense
that exists beyond
our vision
and while it rarely
makes itself known
the impassioned
can fathom both
pleasure and pain;
the game is to choose wisely.
The Poetry Society of New York
I contributed a line… immersed are a few favorites. Do have a favorite? I wonder if it is mine.
New people are welcome to join in on Facebook. Like them and then get ready to collaborate with fellow poets. A lot like Mad Libs! 🤗<<<
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