Tagged: pain

short love poems for wife 0

Every Night And Every Morning

Poem   Every night and every morning I say my prayer and I’m falling more in more in love with you- my sweetest nightmare: Fresh air in a mountain gloom! Biting ice melting in...

poem about lovers 0

Privacy – Comes And Goes

Poem Who can be the judge Against the rallying cry Of lovers at night? Headboards revolt; pause The ardent groans cause changes In tempo – suspense! Jealousy claims me Their lives hold a completion...

poem about choice 0

Crossroads

Poem   Great job Looks like it, from here Ending-type colored sky That may point to denouement Those ribbons placed for Quality of win Classy, out of place though Life beginning stormy-like An “I...

serial short story 0

Freak – Part Five

Serial Short Story “Hey!” Any of the gallantry he had only moments ago was whisked away in an instant. Freak felt as his bowels clenched and then loosened. A smidgen of urine now streamed...

Haibun Poetry 0

A Cathartic Question?

Haibun Poetry   Her eyes hold a distant look as she lifts her head from her book. A question Shirley asked her earlier still haunts her: How do I feel about Robert? After she...

Serial Short Story 0

Freak – Part Four

Serial Short Story   Attention now turned toward his wounded hand. He didn’t have any bandages and he was without the energy left to rip off another shred of shirt. The sharp taste of...

Poems About Life and Love 0

Engulfed In Me

Love Poem   The urge to fulfill Falling drunk in Brazil Becoming less of me I lay deep in a dream Floating in a stream Without your passion Melting in my rhymes Viewed as...

Short Stories 0

Starbucks Soliloquies

Short Stories   Somewhere, lost in Yemen, there stands a banana tree. Not just any banana tree…your banana tree. And your banana tree grows tall and fruitful as all banana trees should. Otherwise they...

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The Train-car

I touch the walls of this old wooden train-car. My hand feeling first the roughness of wood from another time and place. My feet standing where others from stories past once also stood that...

She 1

Yellow Curry

Do my insides change color when I eat yellow curry? Is the bubble gum still there from when I swallowed it in first grade? What of my life sticks to the insides, changes it...

Abstract Thoughts 0

Unsettled

He came back today. I was not cheered to see him. He looked as bad for wear As the last time the beast chose to be him. My revulsion returned- I fear I have...

Poetry Freestyle, Lonely Woman 0

‘Cuse Me

Free Verse Poetry   I’ve lost your letters, those ancient, drained of significance, budgeted posts. Somehow they were lost to me among the squatting pestilence and in the elusive streets called bitter and false...