I am the here, the now / What I am is everything / Yet it is nothing…...
I would not let us speak, to say the unnecessary words. It is like Japanese rice paper against a burning flame: a glow against the dark l…
Not a seed, or syllable, or sound escaped the mind
Inspired by RedBubble artist Louilou’s poem “The Other Woman”
A FACE IN THE STREET / Someone I wanted to meet / A fleeting glance / Immediate romance / He looked at me / I was suddenly / Attracted to him / ...
Donna, Thank you so much for A FACE IN THE STREET.. how many times in / our life have we seen someone we would love to meet..and they are gone Please check out my friend Donna’s (hickerson) other amazing artwork and / writings on the RB. /
El mismo pasillo, diferente cada día. El mismo lugar de todas las mañanas distintas. Las mismas personas, diferentes cada día. La misma s…
As The Hawk Flies / My heart flies too / Wishing I could be / Close to you You are here / But not the same / Sometimes I think / You forg…
Thank you, Judi….Please check out Judi Taylor’s other awesome artwork on the RB
May trees are bent on the avenue / my heathen has no shoes
Blanket is water / pillow is sand / standing between / a storm / and a glance Winter tree line / tears the sound / one embrace / your under g…
Another look in their direction, / another hopeful glance their way, / hoping to see them doing the same, / did they see me look at them? / W…
Ingrained within the pages of my history, / You glance, / (It is all in the eyes, you know) / Our story is all told, just then – / Where a th…
I wrote this last year about the power of the one glance. the ever intoxicating come-hither glance. love that. :) It is amazing just how much can be said in that look. yeah, you know the one.
Bare breasted and unashamed / to run the corners of this race against / social acceptance. A bearded man with dirt in his eyes stands, ...
I looked at your large blue eyes / And I knew that fear. / I have seen it before / In family and friends.
I went for a usual blood test today and passed a young teenage girl walking with her mother. We looked at each other and I was not prepared for the great fear in her beautiful large blue eyes. I shall never forget her.
You know what to do, you’ve always known.
It’s some kind of psychedelic experience.
I long to intoxicate myself / in this import from Nazareth.
Desert twilight brings / crimsoned terracotta welcome / to slight dark openings in starlight / humid smells / and old designs / enclosing a s…
He yearned for some relief / To smooth his furrowed brow / No matter how brief / He required something now
work poem
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