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Sweet Dreams
no horizon
seas starved sky bleak
abyss where tubed monsters victims seek
thoughts like serpents
regrets black orcs
airless tides of fear where no one talks
scaly remorse
shoals of regrets
but no sane fisherfolk cast their nets
carnivorous,
my flotsam of shame
spins round whirlpools without a name
encased in lead
how can lungs breathe
a...
Thursday 14th October 2021 12:57 pm
A poem about my lovely husband, Rick.
It's all I can do
To sit up and gaze upon your beauty
As you lay there
Unaware
Your chest rising
Then falling
Once rugged hair now
glistening and twinkling
As the moonlight catches
And I sigh
You're in so deep now
The streaks of silken hair rise and fall
With every breath
I turn next to your face
Lined with the beauty of age
And wisdom
And stress
And I quietly observe
The flare o...
Monday 6th January 2020 9:31 pm

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