Brett Foster
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Fall Down on me like Rain
Would you like to feel that I am here
to catch your tears with mine?
Would I see your smile if I told you
that you fall on me divine? -
Muse Potential
She glissades along the hallway shedding a vermilion ribbons to reveal creamy curves of porcelain which reflect and embellish my brume desire.
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Purple
I am not ready. Purple is my deepest silence, my slumber of succour.
I grasp its rich fur by a familiar corner and halt the cascade. -
She Is The Writer
She is the writer.
She opens herself up to interpretation.
Or misinterpretation.
She is brave. -
Remade World
Her hair tied back in ribbons of time
and rainbows glistening rain.
So now I see her pretty face
without the squint of pain.Her shoulders bare in a strapless dress
so pure and formed fo… -
I used to Live in a World where...
I used to live in a world that
Prized courtship
And romance.
Now dating is on speed. -
Music Happens
Adrift of audience, his aged frame supported askew his old grand, his friend,
he recalled the fading moments from recent past as a soliloquy. -
A Viral Ditty
Awake or asleep, it matters not to me, so make your preparations.
And say your final prayers. In the end I will utterly annihilate you. -
Something Else
My knees scrape upon it.
I thrust my toes deep.
My hands quest into it.
Grasping, delving, desiring, yearning.
...
Kneading. Else.Hope and desperation war within me.
Trepidation and … -
IMPALETTE - Canvas is cheap, art is priceless.
We all have our implements but his preferred utensil is the scalpel.
Perfection is both his nemesis and his pain, and sculpture is his release. -
Momentary Lapses
These are some of the things I have dreamed
while listening to the whispers that drift between the moments. -
Fire in the Stone
I just need to tap the walls.
And I’ll need my breathing space.
I’d huddle in the corner.
But I’d like to touch your face. -
Forbidden Apple
Just suppose we tried to do it.
And I proposed we vied right to it.
And you reposed and cried right through it.Just imagine we got that near.
And I ingrained my tongue with beer.
And yo… -
C'mon!
She’d done some things to get ahead.
The lonely cry, the empty bed.
And she’d reasoned them harshly.
Better to be, than be dead. -
Gifts of Love
When you walk the beach alone
I am the one
who follows your footprints
in the sand
picking up grainy thoughts
for my collection. -
Every Day
"They didn’t stop breathing out did they, Grandpa?"
"No, child."
"We breathed in too much didn’t we?"
"Yes, child." -
Mistress Poet
and with an explosive rhapsody of ink she drafts another sated admirer into her volumes…
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If you can't see the wind, let it see you.
But if you let it, the wind can be your inner vision, your soul sight.
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The Real Zoo
You don’t see it do ya, despite ya lofty view
That those what walk beneath ya
Are the keepers of the zoo.
