Originally posted on Finding Expression in words…..:
Shoulder to cry on, rules to bend money to borrow, clothes to lend. late night sneak outs, afternoon walks, Three hour phone calls and secret talks; our memories will never end. Always n 4ever. B E S T I E S Of all the friends I’ve ever met,…
You Had a Dream Once
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? When death, at last, pays you a visit, An escape finally, to die with glee. Anywhere but this vexing transit; Disease and debt, hunger and pain; and for what to be? Are you wrong to long for more? You had a dream once, Once when pangs of…
Unraveled
I was unraveled. The undoing of 22 years conditioning Doomed by a curious chiding smile And muttering of sweet nothings. Felled by targeted blows from another felled creature Fallen, I laid sequestered. Breathe here, thrive there; An unforgiving existence for defective things In the manufacturer’s alcove. A pit of quiet anguish. It was a…
Gabrielle
I was thirteen and I had begun to feel his name fade away from my memory…… I had medicated myself to swallow the drug of amnesia but his innocent smile mixed with vague intentions made a sacr… Source: Gabrielle
You Had a Dream Once
When death, at last, pays you a visit, An escape finally, to die with glee. Anywhere but this vexing transit; Disease and debt, hunger and pain; and for what to be? Are you wrong to long for more? You had a dream once, Once when pangs of hunger equaled an adventure. Were you granted…
When am I Human in my Own Home?
There is darkness in my home A smile that is gone in the blink of an eye. A memory of the past drowned in blood. Yet, the simpleton’s greed, Lets many see those years as prosperous Whose head was it on that spike? The ones that bought us freedom Whose dreams ended at midnight In…
Mama Let’s Talk
Mama, Let’s Talk Let’s talk about se– Mama no, I haven’t had But I met a guy. Such pleasurable physique of perfection. And he took such great care With my feelings, mama. We talked about waiting, We decided it was best. We started with a kiss He explored my lips with his graceful tongue…
Book Review: A Rogue By Any Other Name
What better thing to do on a hot summer day, than read a steamy romance novel based in 1800s, London, England. It was almost therapeutic. I mean, simply take a second to imagine it. The carriages and petticoats, the elegant women, the aristocracy and that lovely British accent. Sarah MacLean’s First Rule of Scoundrels was exciting,…
Habits
Habits He has habits; bent over, downcast, dragging behind load upon load, assiduously. He has habits; when little jests give life to dinosaur bones that promise utter destruction. He has habits; with two and a half decades of lessons and excuses from Mr. Bunbury. He has habits; an infallible memory that allows for repetition of…
Paradise Lost: Fall From Grace
I was tempted to categorize this as a poem, and it is, but it tells a story, the story of fallen angels and the loss of paradise. It has something akin to chapters. It is a poem in twelve books that speaks of right and wrong, good and evil and justice. You also have the…
Book Review: Love’s Tender Fury
It’s been a rather uneventful summer hunting old books and discovering new authors. Of the few old books i came across, none of them quite angered me as much as this. It was racy, it was daring, it was erotic and it was bold for a book written in 1976. Still, i found myself unable…
Book Review: The Raider
#BooksMyMotherWouldNotApproveOf Robbie ‘Raider’ Boyd is sexy! He is the strongest man in all of Scotland in the 1300s during the Scottish and the British wars. He was so hot, that even as a captured rebel, he was noticed from a small window by the fair Lady Rosalin Clifford. Sexually, he prefers his women more…
