Today in Poetry, II
Silence
Breasts bared in a cool dark room,
Nipples stand and swell in the glow of iniquity,
This is how he’ll remember it-
Just an outline, a vague light creeping
From beneath silken drapes, closed for privacy.
Tilted hips on a soft white bed.
The fragile trill of her laughter beneath the palm of his hand
Resting in her stomach’s soft hollow.
Where he […]
Today in Poetry
Your Music
An emotional turn of phrase
With all its own inexplicable reasons,
Dancing out from dark to light.
It’s joy from sorrow.
This one swift surprise
That moves me.
Gustav Klimt’s Embrace
Gardenias - the NC 17 version
I’ve been told I need to sort of elaborate on the sexual climax at the center of my story Gardenias; that I abandon the reader to their imagination when I should show them the very thing that occurs. So it has been revised with a little help. See the original bit here and come […]
Gardenia Excerpt
She talks to herself in the bathroom mirror. Her lips damp with rum, her cheeks glowing with drink. He is only sharing the truth with someone, anyone. There is no harm in this. She manipulates her shirt back into the waistline of her jeans, she smoothes her hair and purses her lips. She stares […]
Bottom of the Tank
It dawns another ugly gray March day, depressing in its raw hopelessness. It’s supposed to be the advent of Spring. I feel betrayed. Where is my sunshine, my crisp breeze, where are the damn daffodils?
Admittedly, even without Mother Nature’s cruel withholding, I’d still be feeling pretty bleak today. Probably a culmination of two whole […]
Smugly Satisifed
I’ve got it! Eureka! I’ve go it! It’s Starlight by Muse - that’s the song that’s been eluding me for over a year now. And they’re tricky - that band, offering the song only as an album purchase on Amazon. I may cave and buy the whole damn thing because it’s really the perfect tune […]
Without Him
She used to have sexual dreams of carnal lust and physical satisfactions but now she just dreams of being held. He is taller than her, the man who comes to her in sleep. Her face is always pressed to his chest while he wraps his arms around her. He kisses the top of her head […]
Another Glimmer of Profoundity
I need to thank ByJane today for her terrific post on embracing the process. She describes herself as coming from a family of strivers, people who appreciate the end game, the product more than the process, people who believe that there must be a reason to do something to make it worthy of the effort. […]
