(Collaborative Poetry) In the days when poetry was all we had misery was sweet. Yearning was hidden in her thoughts; and in the tarrying of retreat. His lips used proper words – his whispers spoke of delicious scandals. In the night, her longing simmered in her dreams. And with the resting of her eyes, she could hear his voice break through the cracks of time: M.F. “A blindfold of forsaken moments lay bare and exposed. Twilight teasing – their tongues entwined – now whispers below, With slender fingers that dance upon a stilted frame. Nestling behind the hollow curve; the flowing fire is set aglow. Taste the divine, as … Continue reading EXPECTATIONS BETWEEN TIME
With this inspiring artwork by Art-Spire, Source d’inspiration artistique, I hope to begin a new journey with Collaborative Poetry – Beginnings are always scary, at least for me they are. But my only expectation is to share it with the precious friends I have been lucky to meet here – Thank you. Continue reading EXPECTATIONS – To be Continued . . .