kisses from home

Come, my darling,

sit close and time will

whisper things to you

no man can ever hear;


as grains of sand,

I'll pour affliction

through your hands

and you will feel my fear.


With quivering lips,

I'll show how once

the air I breathed electrified

and I was made afraid;


now, lean close,

my darling, that this

expellate jolt may find

a blotted sound's escape.

◄ alien

unspoken ►



Mon 5th Dec 2016 01:11

So kind, dear Martin. I'm puzzled by expression, at times. I would wish that the mode would stay constant in its form, yet, I cannot force it so.

Thank you, kindly.


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Martin Elder

Sun 4th Dec 2016 15:28

This is beautiful elp, and very well crafted. love the line

I'll pour affliction
through your hands
and you will feel my fear.



Sat 3rd Dec 2016 02:54

Thanks so much, to all, for your response. I'm often outside of my comfort zone, here. Though, I've found that my reticence is rarely're all blessed to have created such a very welcoming atmosphere.

elP (Rachel--but don't tell anyone)

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Fri 2nd Dec 2016 17:07

Still an air of mystery, but oh so close that you can touch the indefinable that is your privilege, and becomes transmuted into feelings and fascination. Beautifully simple.

A great confluence of lines elP


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Stu Buck

Fri 2nd Dec 2016 15:20

a lovely poem and i can only concur with what has been wrote, you retain the quality of words and the ethereal nature of your work but with this you have brought the interstellar satellite down to earth and found beauty in the every day instead of cold, metal galaxies.

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Fri 2nd Dec 2016 08:28

lovely elP - feels like you have stepped sideways out of your comfort zone a little with this one - maybe.

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