Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Thursday, July 23, 2009

The Statue

Caressed by the frigid tears Of a forgotten God He stands under a sunless sky, Waiting for something to appear Some sign, some fateful nod In the direction to try. Cascaded with gelid kisses From an unforgiven Earth He glares into the concrete clouds And carelessly dismisses Her gifts as things of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

The Dancers

The rhythm of the moment pulses into the darkness, The dancers entranced into a world of their own Their faces intent, and yet open and artless: Nothing to disguise because the floor is theirs alone. Eager figures sway to the passion of the moment, Hard bodies whirling to the softness of the song A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 10, 2009

Painting In The Dark

Tender touches, steeped in moonlight, Trace forms that we can barely see, Sultry kisses that taste of midnight Court an enigmatic ecstasy, Silhouettes lost in sensation Find the shadows light enough To paint an image of elation From the palate of our love. Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 9, 2009

Hobo

He was yesterday's man, empty and tired, Festooned with the remains of glories past, Faded trophies from when he was the one And fierce, arrogant passions fired An incandescent delight he thought would last. Glazed, dazed he wondered where the passion had gone, As tremored hand raked grizzled hair... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Summer Storm

The slow heavy heat heralds the thunder, As a razor blade breeze parts the tepid air With the dirt rich fragrance of the rain. Cavern dark eyes flash with the wonder Concrete clouds build beneath their stare As the whiplash of the wind flays eager flesh again. The singing of the wind foretells the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Park

She meandered through the park beneath a honeysuckle sun Her raven hair kissed by the lazy breeze, Velvet eyes nurtured a mystery, something newly begun, Unrevealed and unrevealing, it tantalised and teased. The chuckle of the fountain was a glimmer in the distance A raucous party of squirrels... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 6, 2009

Listening to Bobby Bare

The sandpapered rumble of a song flavours the sunset, Cigar smoke melancholy greets the weeping of the stars A last come and get me rich with the emptiness of regret Echoes into the evening, harmonising with the cars. The plaintive tune fades as the sky bleeds into twilight The city finds it's voice... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 3, 2009

Perceptions

Gaudy dusk's mosaic bruises the tender sky While the grim and bloodied clouds glower and frown, And shed their caustic tears of helpless rage, I watch the sullen creep of night and wonder how I feel. The tender sweep of sunset gilds the paths that angels fly And the naïve and gentle cloud curtsies... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 2, 2009

Tired

I crave sleep, long for gentle slumber That cessation of overcast thought And renewal of my mental sun. I have counted sheep beyond number As I have twisted, turned and fought To convince my mind that its job is done And that it should pause and rest To no avail. Instead I lie and think, Caught... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Lullaby

The lullabies of the guitar strung silver on the moonlight The echoes of the evening merged with its soft resonance In a symphony of serenity, gently soothing into a night Of sleep and tender dreams of beauty and romance. The murmurs of its melody slid in between heart beats, Breath becoming deeper... Sign in to see full entry.

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