Monday 15 July 2013

Oh well, whenever: a poem



Oh well, whenever.

Your single-worded message,
the frown in sympathy,
even a kiss within a dream
elicits a breath unbidden, sharply caught.
A reaction more erotic
than anything thought.


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Tuesday 9 July 2013

Block: a poem


Because when the music isn't coming, words are all there is... 


Block.

The passion, dissipated,
contemplates indolence.
The doleful absence,
a sense of hiatus
and high dudgeon
and does no good. 


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