June 24, 2009 at 5:26 pm (Desire, Lust, New Orleans, Sensuality, Sex, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3 Word Wednesday, Lust, New Orleans, Sex, Three Word Wednesday
Today’s prompts at Three Word Wednesday are
Fickle
Sparkle
Wrinkle
cross the bridge
it grows
sparkles
sizzles
hisses
flesh yearns as
breath quickens
muscles tremble & belly
burns
brow wrinkles at
every turn…
love is cruel
life is kind
the heart keeps the
flame alive
the body is
a fickle tool
eternal journey, memory’s fool
June 17, 2009 at 3:10 pm (Lust, New Orleans)
Tags: Indiference, Lust, New Orleans, Sex
Today’s prompts at Three Word Wednesday are
Arresting
Rhythmic
Wicked
what once felt enjoyably wicked
felt perfunctory this time, like
something for you to get through
no words of lust passed your lips
neither moans nor sighs
nor any indication of pleasure
the rhythmic pounding of the headboard
against the wall and my fading heartbeat
the only sounds in the room
the arresting look that used to be
in your eyes was absent as
you stared at the wall blankly
these words are as flat
and boring as I felt
underneath you
May 27, 2009 at 6:32 pm (Desire, Sensuality, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3WW, New Orleans, Poetry, Three Word Wednesday
Today’s prompts at Three Word Wednesday are
Dreary
Embrace
Timid
water
rigid skyscrapers protrude into flocculent
storm clouds lying low over the city
in a dreary embrace of opposing greys
the first timid drops are miniscule explosions,
raising an areola of steam into the air
producing that distinctive smell
that rain creates when wetting
dry earth and concrete that’s lain in the
summer sun too long without moisture
as the storm builds our bodies entwine,
the sweat from your brow falling on my breast
on my stomach, on my thighs
the stone that i have been for time without end
absorbs the moisture and is transformed into
a softer, yielding, enveloping vessel
fill me up
May 21, 2009 at 4:31 am (Life, Poetry, Relationships, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3 Word Wednesday, 3WW, New Orleans, Poetry
Today’s prompts at Three Word Wednesday are
Efficient
Optimize
Treacherous
duplicity
she walks over treacherous
waters dark and deep as
the demon wind whips her body
with efficient, immoral intent
but her balance is sure
and her journey a calling
eyes, heart and mind are
focused to optimize her
crossing through the banshee wind
with truth as her ally
and perseverence her confidant
she will reach the shore
of the rising pure sun and
she will be vindicated
May 4, 2009 at 5:58 am (Life, Love, Relationships)
a lone tear slid down
my face as I told you
what was pressing on
my heart like stone,
cold as death, the
chill invading my bones
and darkening my soul
you grabbed my arm,
pulling me into your wide
warm chest
in a hug so comforting,
so kind that the chill
began to thaw and
the stone to roll away
and my tears flowed freely
wetting your shirt
tears of gratitude, tears of relief
and it occurred to me that
I haven’t been hugged like
that in years
thank you
I love you
March 23, 2009 at 5:38 am (Desire, Lust, New Orleans, Sensuality)
Tags: Desire, Sensuality
every day she sat at the picnic table
on her break lazily turning
the pages of her magazine
in the balmy heat of summer days, waiting
until he appeared looking across
the pond flashing his slow cajun smile
behind rising spirals of smoke
resting his fine body against the bricks
she envied those bricks that
touched his olive skin gleaming in the sunlight
feeling the weight and warmth of
his body,scruffy beard and flashing brown eyes
a shiver covered her body as she drank
it all in as heady wine and she knew
in her gut and read in his eyes
that the day was coming
March 5, 2009 at 10:24 am (Life, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3 Word Wednesday, New Orleans, Poetry
she rambles along
a path of stars
her hair a halo of
static electricity
eyes the color of storm
clouds obscuring the moon
she doesn’t ponder the past
her denial is genuine
and her heart is true
yet she walks in her sleep
and her spirit is coiled into
itself by acquiescence
so her eyes struggle to see
her hair whips her face wildly
her heart thumps like planets
exploding and her spirit stretches
out ever so deliberately
whispering
avenge
~~~
The 3 Word Wednesday prompts are:
Avenge
Genuine
Ramble
March 2, 2009 at 9:16 am (Fantasy, Lust, New Orleans, Sex)
Tags: Fantasy, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Sex
a careless flick
of a feathered boa into
a face with liquid
laughing almond eyes
her hand flies up to cover
the perfect red O of
her mouth as green eyes
widen in a surprised apology
a chance encounter on a
sunny mardi gras day amidst
crowds of drunken revelers
as beads fall from the sky
a wet kiss is offered to a
bejeweled cheek and then
seeks the red O of her mouth as a
sly hand finds her softness
forgiveness comes with a price
so sweet in a balmy courtyard
on a sun-warmed bed of
ferns with long glossy braids
of black that tickle her shoulders
then her breasts as berry
lips and cafe’ au lait hands
explore her pink and whiteness
smooth brown skin covering hard
muscled limbs hot breath and
strong arms and hard male
urgency parts her pink wet & wanting
as they dance the dance of the
wanton with the smell of sex
floating above their bodies
entwined never to meet again
February 21, 2009 at 6:53 am (New Orleans)
Tags: Mardi Gras, Music, New Orleans, You Tube
Be back after Mardi Gras……
February 13, 2009 at 9:07 am (Fantasy, New Orleans, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3 Word Wednesday, Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Poetry
she joined the rabble rousers
in a street dance of abandon
on a night made of fantasy
purple, green, gold
jesters and skeletons and
dominatrix with a whip
fleur de lis and masked revelers
drunken wet kisses, blonde hair
in disarray, eyes glazed with
desire, to be, to love
to live
dancing on a tabletop
in a room of pulsing light
and gyrating bodies
that validate her
wild and secret nature
for one night, in one place
suspended forever in her psyche
~~~
3 Word Wednesday:
Disarray
Rabble
Validate
February 5, 2009 at 7:31 am (Life, New Orleans, Poetry, Relationships, Three Word Wednesday)
Tags: 3 Word Wednesday, 3WW, New Orleans, Poetry
you struck a
nerve
as you crumpled my
heart
in your
hands
proving you only loved
me because it was
illicit
February 4, 2009 at 9:00 am (Sensuality)
Tags: New Orleans, Obsession, Sensuality, Sex
a day came when she realized
she was obsessed with him
at first she only looked forward to his
appearance at the back entrance,
the lazy way he leaned against the
brick wall and lit his cigarette,
his quick smile with that glint
of devilment in his brown eyes,
the way his clothes fit his body
perfectly,
the shine of his black shoes
it was all so mesmerizing
January 28, 2009 at 4:54 am (Fantasy, Lust, Memories, New Orleans, Nostalgia, Poetry, Sensuality)
Tags: Desire, Fantasy, Lust, New Orleans, Nostalgia, poem, Poetry, Sensuality, Sex
the breeze whispers your name
and tickles my skin with ghostly
fingers tracing the words I want
you
to acknowledge
come back to me
as i lie naked on the gallery
beneath a canopy of
old oaks that holds
secrets from days gone by
other bodies
other breezes
other yearnings for
what was
come back to me
the glider creaks as it
sways back and forth
back and forth
your face is in my mind’s eye
and i touch my breast
roll my hips
and fall into a reverie
come back to me
i want to hear you
say my name again and
feel your hands
on my hips, your
tongue lightly licking
my thighs, your
want meshing with
mine
come back to me
this old porch has borne many
lonely souls in waiting
i’m just another in a long,
long line as the raindrops
fall, wetting my skin like
your sweat used to do
come back
to me
January 19, 2009 at 10:00 am (Life)
Tags: Life, Poems, Poetry
Thanks to all who’ve emailed and left comments lately. I’ve been in a dry spell for a while now….just not feeling the passion, ya know? Stress will do that to ya. But I will be back. I will feel the passion again. I just know it.
Meanwhile, you might like to visit my Heart*Soul*Earth*Sky page where I’ve recently added some of my old poems.
November 20, 2008 at 10:30 am (Life, Lust, New Orleans, Poetry, Relationships)
Tags: cheating, Poetry, Relationships
Three Word Wednesday for this week includes the words
Corrupt
Intellect
Tension
…so here’s my interpretation.
>27
I was a good wife for
many, many years
Never looked at another
man
never even thought about it
but one day i woke up
and realized that life
is short
and i wanted more,
more than you did
the tension grew like
a rubber band stretched to
the breaking point
snap!
i went from naive to
corrupt in a nano-second
corrupt is only another
word for curious so
don’t judge me
the thrill of
the flesh supercedes
intellect
every damn time.
