Lisa Jewell hosts Midnight Ramblers and Vibration in Art and Verse - VAVoom! and is a member of "Poetry and Beautiful Women" , All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Anger Management, Challenge Café, Core [C.O.R.E], Freedom In Words & Art, Freedom to Shine, Friends of RedBubble, Graphic Scratch, Inspired By Life, Love Bullets, Melbourne & Victoria, Men Appreciation, Pleasure & Pain, Politics, Race, Sexuality and Culture, Reaching Freedom, The Art of Pain, The Red Writing Room, THE SISTERHOOD, The Word Tree, Twisted Tales, Verses Dark and Woman Appreciation.
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music tickles every pore of my body with its celestial feathery fingers / seeping deeply within mixing a new juice into the blood that sings through my veins / between my head and heart there is …
from my core pitch black abyss / a rumble / desecrated my illusions / breaking Adam’s rib / bone shards / left a trail on the yellow brick road / roses immortalised by glass panes / shattered …
shiva slipped between the crisp black sheets fixed to my pyre bed. / I fell into a snow white sleep, blocking out the seven degrees of my new found separation. Sugar coated memories filled the dar…
A rose wore only a black veil / her Hecate flesh / renounced itself in the valley of the Queens / lips carved / from the holy sunrise / turned to bone / her soul / was stolen / during the winter…
The archetypal Amish star quilt of all colours / mummified my body / inviting me into a dream of the heavens Inanna braided her underworld dreams into mine / spilling nectar of truth onto the roo…
her alabaster lip / pouted / seductively her tangled spirit / rolled / achingly her desire for touch / spilled / into waiting hands her tears / washed / all the feet that walked into h…