“…Wondering of your plaid history; your holding, your loving, your scolding what fuel or filter moves you along what weave is woven into song…”
Tag: connection
Silver Spoor
“Silver Spoor” 👣🕵🏻♀️💘🐺🐊🚀 “…Of course we’d look good together like a croc’ and a ‘gator or something else a wee bit safer…” [full poem on link with translation options] #poetry #wordsalad #relationships #kooky #storytelling #distance #love #wisconsinartist #writing #writingpoetry
This Leaky Boat
compliments from lying lips were likerain thar pelted and puffedthe once dried crumbs left of the relationship.problem was; she wasnt hungrynor could stomachthat regular bread, after findingtoo many holes in his threadand being some subjector some objecthe declared to be the only one who knew how to singularlyand explicitly explain her to othersto define her … Continue reading This Leaky Boat
Our Returning
Our returning was without hesitancya sweetness tinged the fireburning like love carmelizeda fantasy realizedunconscious effortsof finding another waycloserto the damp and promising earthburied and reflecting in eyesreaching when the ropecouldntbefore it broke in it’s untwistingwe could flyif it meant assistingin our preservationForin our grand silencewe were struckas if seeing shadowsof gods behind us
Cheers
Mickey me thin-lyon the top or even plainlyby your attention;by your story,needing is too needyconsider me not unseemlyAgain I wonder for far too longlyjust how odd, awkward, or slicklyyou sent me up cleanlyand yet some are not anything but dirtyhow you deal it and steal it not unlike someone so rooted deeply and formed unquicklyby … Continue reading Cheers
My Favorite Bird
“He speaks in movements; words spun and sung ribbon-ned and bent like vintage candy sent…"
In the Haze
Photo by Designecologist on Pexels.com And in the haze it came to them how each was like the other Except how they were not, Was how the other was more Complementary Sometimes it happens Finding compatibility beyond dreams And this day reminded By the gem of their finding Love in one another. This moment is … Continue reading In the Haze
Old Lovers
Old lovers; dying to see each otherLovers; dying to see each otherDying to see each otherDying to seeDying;[leaving that corner...misshapened, chilled, hollow]And all I could muster wasIt was a good dreamIt was good to dreamIt was good to dream with youIt was good with youIt was goodIt wasn't good dying It wasn't good dying with … Continue reading Old Lovers
Thin Tin String
Your soul; my spirit a tin string right thru it
Puddle Duck
Photo by Andre Moura on Pexels.com Humbled as Molasses Awestruck. Your way is sweet and pothole deep. It catches me with syrupy mesmerize-ation. Black strapped-ly complex stuck in between everything, known or dreamt. You're Muse embodied. Distracting and welcomed. Conflicted and twisting, you could be trouble for me; or I for you. … Continue reading Puddle Duck
Thin Tin String 