Category: Poetry
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The Moon and Me
did you see the Moon early this morning? ripe and luscious and ready to burst — remember when I was just like Her?
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Calixta
This Cherita was written for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday but I failed to read the guidelines carefully. This should have been written in Tanka, Haiku, Senryu, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poetry forms. Ooops! Here’s mine anyway: Calixta bewitched her men as they dreamt, making them burn and ache with desire; craving her touch, her warmth. They…
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No Man’s Land
No man was enough to satisfy Loretta, and then she found the woman of her dreams.
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Synonymy
Some pursue a chimera— the heart’s fantasy, knowing in the end they’ll live happily never after, mindlessly hoping that maybe on the off chance… Others simply accept the bitter nothingness of reality. Same thing only different.
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Wasted
I jumped off the deep end and you didn’t follow. That should have been my first clue, but as they say, love is blind— and wasted, too— on you.
aka, The Abject Muse 