The Poetess Vixen

The poetess vixenTrying to seduce my intellectWhispering those sweet thoughtsPaused by my pen; time to reflect But I’m not one to cave to pressureHer pretty eyes leading me to temptationI can appreciate & smile backWithout any need for erotic retaliation

Disquieted Moments In The Afternoon

Disquieted moments in the afternoonThese Springtime rays have a golden hourReflecting youth into my weary eyesThe reassuring notion of dreampower Yet gone are the mornings we woke afreshOur mortal flesh reeling down on EarthLife; the thorn in the side of this existenceInternal fire requires our souls a wider berth The slings & arrows shall never

Love Letters To Myself

Love letters to myselfA hug written upon a notecardScribbles for no one elseSometimes life is just too hardTaking moment away from the herdBreak off from all that I knowLosing myself in nature’s gloryWords can slow the overflowBreathe – just letting it happenSoon, I’ll be able to take some moreReflecting my small truthsIt’s easier to recover

Higher Expectations

  Higher expectationsFrom your great admirersNothing so commonReflecting upon the enquirerKnowing a grand entranceStepping politely in this placeOur mutual acquaintanceDropping your secret rimmed in lace

Teetering On The Perilous Line

Teetering on the perilous line The internet reflecting our shame Depending on exterior approvals Our doubts are surely to blame Where do we find some confidence The ability to recharge our cheer I know I always feel much better When the bride of my heart is near