#wc writerscreed

[slowfalter]

Watch what you say around me

You could end up in a poem

And if you’re unlucky

It might just be a crap one

With a chaotic rhyme scheme

And far too many similes

Don’t say I didn’t warn you

[spinningjupiters]

Dreams //

I said

I had dreams

So faintly

As though

They might not crack

The glass in-between

I said

I had a heart

So quietly

As to not hear

My heart beat

I said

Both are now dead

So softly

That the earth

Might not notice

What is buried

Underneath

[imperiallefty]

Paper hearts

Lines blood soaked

Words too heavy

Messy messages

Murdered promises

We fold emotions

We fidget fingers

Tucked into corners

We bury sentiments

Paper hearts floating down river

Blood flowing down our throats

[imperial-poetry-prompts]

Summer Prompts

#imperialprompts

Sweaty palms

Scratching bug bites

Camp fires eyes

Back-porch Shandy

Fireworks

Le plage

Water Ice

Escapism

Sundress exclusive

Rearranging emotions

[sha-ms]

Written for a poetry contest and inspired by Taylor Swift song "the lakes" and a lyric line quoted in the poem.

[sleepy-blog]

December nights

And January cold,

Winter is like an old friend,

Knocking on the door.

They bring a fresh gust of windy memories and a painting

They painted in regard to thee;

White and cold and full of warm opportunities,

this winter it feels.

There is aimless drifting chatter

Fluttering by,

You don't know what to make of it,

You're alone;

But not really.

Not tonight.

[spilleds]

The gentle touch of your fingertips across my body feels like magic

Your soft lips pressed against mine, moans slipping in between only to

Be caught in each other’s mouths

I haven’t felt the touch of a lover like you

With you, I feel safe, secure, loved, peaceful, at home

So many others have torn into my skin to leave their mark, to ensure I would never be able to forget them

they’ve used my body as a tool of pleasure,

Not one to be pleasured

I’ve heard my name is so many voices, I’ve started to forget that there’s any meaning at all

But with you,

Hearing my name slip from your lips sounds like a

Thousand I loves you in just one second

You hold my name so softly, like something to be worshiped

not be worshiped by

Hold me close, my dear

When the leafs change color

When the nights get long and dreary

When snow dusts the ground, like powered sugar on a pancake

When the flowers bloom once more

When the sun is too hot everywhere but the lake

And again and again and again and again

Until our hands know each other better than ourselves

Our bodies merge into one

Until I forget what it was like to not hold you

With grey and wrinkled hands

[just-my-thoughts]

messy lipgloss.

our lips touch lightly as we kiss

she places her hands on my hips

and it’s strangely comforting

i want to tell the world that i love her

and shout it out from the rooftops

but we slowly break apart

breathing heavily our eyes wander

in case there was an an intruder

i haven’t lost hope for such a day

where we can do this without such

so the past hour was hidden from the world

but that’s the story behind my messy lipgloss.

[slowfalter]

The foxgloves

so named

I’ve always imagined

because foxes could wear them

as poisonous mittens

are preparing to bloom

on a Sunday afternoon

spent micro-fracturing my heart

and resetting the break

Prospecting it’s contents

for a suggestion of promise

hoping to uncover

just one decent sentence

Convince me that if I had to

I could write to save my life

The bees are all unfolding

The clouds are looking ripe

———

[spinningjupiters]

// to be //

Marbled floors

With intricate tapestries

There was once a rumor

That those who prayed here

Spoke words as sweet as honey

As the silver glowed in their dark hair

They kept experiences

Neatly braided

And clothed in white shawls

Never missing a beat to be grateful

Those people who I thought

Knew not of the struggles I face

The ones I thought

Ought to carry the most weight

Those perplexities

I've learnt

Only matter to me

For in that time

I had believed

No one could save me

So when their prayers were answered

And I was given a new life

I breathed the fresh air

And I let the thoughts free, at last

I entered the same rooms

Floors changed

And windows wide open

Those wrinkled faces had moved on

And now it was almost time to bloom

I figured I can only carry my soul

This far

And the memories will soon depart

But they remained a part of me

In my mannerisms

In words of sorrow and glee

For we choose what becomes of us

Ashes and bones

Hopes and disgust

So while the flicker of hope lasts

I let the storm pass

For whatever they said

Got fulfilled

A prophecy is being written

Each time we forgive

Time and ourselves

For experiencing loss

And still learning to be.

[imperiallefty]

I've been crying for an eternity

I've been waiting for a lifetime.

I've been blessed for nothing.

I'm been bleeding for everything.

This is life and love.

This is everything.

[imperial-poetry-prompts]

Imperial July

#imperialjuly

cravings

savings

ravings

shavings

braving

waving

slaving

paving

[sleepy-blog]

What is a vision, but a battered down, sewen with new pieces, the thoughts of the old?