Sunday, November 28, 2010

O.S.I.: Meld

Hi bloggers,

Hope you all enjoyed the Thanksgiving weekend. I am posting this for One Single Impression. The theme this week is meld.

Melding sunset upon your face
Blues, reds, gold of light
Time itself sweetened by your embrace
Laughter in the hours of daylight

Melding your poetry after dark
Syllables rise, rhythm sparks
Lay awhile under the stars
Chasing shadows however far

Melding imagination in the wind
Thoughts loose like rolling skies
Swept upon the bed of dreams
Awakened on the knees of sunrise

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving

Three hundred and sixty five
Days of abundance
Cupfuls of warmth, love, and time
Shared beauty of earth
Measured in the breath of life
Gazing in wonder
At the wide open skies
Family and memories
Make the days sweeter
Friendship lightens
The daily beating drum
In all things
In all seasons
In past and present
Future journeys
Ponder, pause, and pray
May all give thanks

Monday, November 22, 2010

Haiku Heights: Stranger

Hi all,

I've written a pair of haikus for Haiku Heights. The theme this week is stranger.

Dark eyes gazing back
Mysterious steps protract
Descend into black

Facing in moonlight
Beaming face in twinkling stars
My friend, no stranger

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Some Holiday Cheer

Hi bloggers,

One, ceremonious tree lighting ignited the darkened sky before a raucous crowd of friends, families, and neighbors. Infused with rock music from We the Kings, screaming teenage girls, and merry shoppers, the event was blissfully lighthearted and full of holiday cheer. We’ll be giving thanks and dreaming of turkey Thursday. How will you ring in the holidays?

Friday, November 19, 2010

Night of Beauty

Hi bloggers,

This is a new poem I wrote inspired by the beauty and joy of the universe.

A night of beauty
In the mystic sky
An amber rose
Lit like the moon
Entices your nose to dip
Full, encircling like the eclipse
Velvet arms of midnight
Guide me towards twinkling stars
However high, however far
What a night of beauty

Thursday, November 18, 2010

After The Rain

After the rain
Blue rippling in skyline
Ray of sun peeking
Warm and divine
Storm clouds receding
Horizon now sublime

Hope you all enjoy your Sky Watch Friday!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Echoes (O.S.I.)

Hi bloggers,

I've written two poems for O.S.I. The theme this week is echoes.

Across the water
In the skyline

God’s voice
In the wind
The Universe
Of my heart
Full and wide

Echoes of poems
Lines rehearsed
Scriptures repeated
Rapture claps
Against my lips
The heart sings
An echo
Of spirit

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Venom (Short Story)

Hi all,

I’ve written this short story with the femme fatale in mind. Hope you enjoy my weekend story!

The patrons warned she was the worst creature on earth. But she reigned with unruly might over the male sex, sunk her pearly whites into their flesh, and nibbled at their hearts.

Her kind first seduces you with her eyes. The lines of her dress swerve in silk, lace, and lust. Her eyes hold the world and in one naked leap, you’ll swim towards her. The waters are deceptively shallow and you’ll drown.
You wake in the river of her scent, and she is leaning over you. Her satin glove rises like a sail in the night. You fight the urge to touch her. She extends her hand with a tease, and you obligingly kiss her.

“Dance with me,” she smiles. Her eyes are full of heat and smoke. She presses her hand against the nape of her neck, beads of sweat slowly rolling down.

“It’s hot in here. Let’s take a walk outside,” she says. You cheerily whisk her into the night. Her hands roam about your face, inspecting her man of the hour. She sniffs the boyhood off your skin and laughs in your face.

“You need a silk tie. Deep and midnight blue like your eyes,” she commands. She browses the window of a closed shop. She plays a bit with the lock and thrusts you inside. She undresses you rapidly with her fingers, and you emerge a gentleman. You cock the fedora low on your head and brush its velvet brim.

She parades you in a party of her choosing. She is magnetic and captivating to touch. Leaning in close, she presses her lips upon your cheek. Her laugh is sweet to your ears.

A man recognizes her from across the room and glares with each calculating step. He hurls his fists at you and knocks you backwards. The room is spinning madly and out of focus. Your lip is warm with blood as she flutters above you in emerald green.

“Sorry kiddo,” she whispers mildly. She plants one last kiss upon your forehead, moist and scented in perfume. She eyes another man and vanishes from view.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thinking (Acrostic Only)

Hi all,

This post is written for Acrostic Only.

Thoughts desperate and loose
Harping her corner blues
Inclining on moon wings
Notes on silver strings
Knitting in night hour
Illuminating dreams lay sour
Naked night slowly bends
Gyrating pendulum never ends

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Teenage Hero

Hi bloggers,

This is a free style poem I wrote. I hope you enjoy!

In the midnight
Of his adolescence
The preponderance
To sit still
On the windowsill
Of remembrance
Mirror of disgust
An awkward lust
To thrust
His teenage mind
Into the future
Disguise his angst
His pimply face
Four eyed geekness
Without a trace
Suave Clark Kent
Down a descent
Perchance a hero
Erase the zero
Manifesto of mind
He hits rewind
Within he is bold
The chapter unfolds

Monday, November 8, 2010

Pause (O.S.I.)

Hi bloggers,
This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is pause.

She paused
With each heart beat
Rising crescendo
Butterfly heart
Singing alive
She paused
Full of rhythm
And soul
Red beauty
Pulsating and whole
Laying her palm
Against her chest
She paused

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Trip Round the World

Hi bloggers,

It's been awhile since I posted for Thursday Tales. This week's entry is inspired by PompaElite.

I’ll take a trip round the world papa,” Gloria laughed. She was amused by the neon lights and painted clown faces. Papa grinned back at her with his righteous smile. She saw an image of herself in his large glasses, twinkling in the dark.

“How about the merry-go-round?” He hoisted her up on his shoulders, and she watched the majestic horses rise and float on air. They were lemon dropped, gray, red, and blue. He cradled her softly in his arms and squeezed her in a big embrace.

“I love horses,” she laughed and sprinted towards the line of children. Papa lifted her on a rose colored horse, and she leaned in close to his face.

“I’ll be right here watching you,” he whispered and kissed her black, curly forehead. She raised her head up and smiled. He watched her rise and fall on the red horse. The merry-go-round soon became a vast, circle of colors. He caught a glimpse of her spinning madly, fluttering in a whirl of children and carnival lights.

He remembered the evening as she met him in a trail of white. She was an ethereal bride in crystals and pearls. Her dark curls were swept up in a crown.

“Papa, one last trip around the world?” Her grin was infectious as she slipped into his arms. He embraced his daughter once more.

“Yes, my little Gloria.” And they glided down the aisle as the world spun in place.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Sky Watch: Royal Sky

The sky royally greeted me in deep purple and fuchsia. Daylight Savings Time will end this week so I hope to capture some thrilling skies before darkness. Until next time...

Happy Sky Watch to all!!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Fancy (O.S.I.)

Hi all,
This poem is written for O.S.I. The theme this week is fancy.

It would please her
To permeate his skin
In deep rose and dusk
Her love satiated
By the gravity of lips and touch
How she fancied the evening
Starlit nightingales
And the moon
An island for two
The wind their orchestra
Universe etched in their names
But oh his incessant games!
Unromantic, unrepentant fool
He sleeps, growls, and drools
Candlelight for the lonely heart
She bottled the evening
Extinguished yearning after dark

Monday, November 1, 2010

Post October Fright

Hi all,

I planned on posting this for Halloween, but here is a bit of late October Fright. I hope you all enjoyed the festivities this weekend!!

She was mummified in a pair of velvet sheets. The room was still scented in lavender, and a flame flickered dangerously in the wind. She heard the crackle of thunder and sprang up. The rain blew viciously from the open window. She staggered towards the curtains and laid her head against the wet night. She heaved with all her weight, and the window shut with a resolute thud.

She slinked towards the bed in a dreamy haze. She felt an icy chill against her neck. Her candle was extinguished by a foreign breath. The curtains lunged at her body narrowly missing her. Suddenly, her bed shook, rose, and blocked the door. Darkness swam across her legs like an ominous sea. Shadows grew like vines against the walls.

Her heart catapulted from her ribcage and laid like a delicate, pink rose upon the floor. She glanced down in horror but she didn’t dare pick it up. Her eyes gleamed as the moon awaiting some unknown end.