Battering drums of feet hitting pavement,
Cackling cacophony of shrilll gossips treats,
Shoving past war painted, birther's of terror,
Occasional screeching's of insincere greets.
I hold my position and scan the horizon,
No movement of forces, no sighting of ranks,
Opponents and rivals move inwards towards me,
Pressing in at my sides, and sniping my flanks.
Saturday 24th January 2015 3:28 am
Tags: childhood,love,returning troops,school,son,war,world war 1
October shed its skin across these pavements
now November does its best to wash the mess away
as we glide down the lonely streets of night
Lost in appreciation for the subtle light that guides us
you carry such a heavy heart this season
what was taken brought you this blackness in exchange
I do whatever I can to lift it up for you
My dance of conversation, jig of gentle humour
all my a...
Wednesday 21st January 2015 11:45 am
The way your hands attach themselves to my body
The way your lips stick to mine
That breif moment we stop and look deep into eachothers eyes
Trying to find forever
Love is mixed
Along with friendship
Together it made a clear view of our future
Take my hand
Take a risk
Lets start off our life
Repopulate the world
Make it our ow...
Tuesday 20th January 2015 4:42 pm
My son has drawn the Sun circles
And all the land with the white dove.
The rays of the Sun had different referrals,
But they all appeared in everyone’s love.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 19th of January, 2015
Tuesday 20th January 2015 12:23 am
An Indian summer in October
A non uniform day in the dirge of dreariness
In you swept unannounced
A hurling hurricane
A sea of calm
A pocket of promises waiting to be unearthed
You found me in the dearth of my moldy life
You scalpel scraped the pallet clean
Sprouted taste buds where once before lay some withered woes
Alas, you’re an avocado!
Thursday 15th January 2015 9:37 pm
I recited your name.
Frayed blossom spent
seven thorns from seven wounds
of loving you.
rupturing those vessels
from the pungent flesh of servitude
The garden – my garden
now barren and prickly
a dessert cactus
gouging the flesh
cold and bare rock faced.
I observe those migratory birds
soaring their temperate destination
Wednesday 14th January 2015 8:59 pm
-the ramblings of another young girl-
It's three words,
but i still stutter and slur them together
until its a big mess of
Perhaps one day it will have
and three seperate words
that won't be so mashed together.
but until then,
you'll just have to deal with
my stuttering and slurring
and the bi...
Sunday 11th January 2015 3:03 am
I saw you~
In colors of vibrant gold
Glowing from your pores
Seeping into my heart
I saw you~
Your eyes held the ocean
Seas of blue and fresh air
Breeze through my senses
Sweeping me away
I saw you~
As you laughed
Your voice rang in vibrations
Which traveled through my body
And shook my core
I saw you - as you saw my soul
My being , my whole - It was t...
Friday 9th January 2015 10:43 pm
Tags: Drugs,love,love making
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