Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

Light stretched contentedly, tracing her fingers along Dark's sinewy body. Last night's lovemaking had left her spent and euphoric, as always. Soon they would bathe together and get into character for the daily augury. Dark murmured with pleasure and then, frowning, turned towards her lover. "I'm tired of the staged ceremonies, my love. I think…… Continue reading Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

The Waltz Wave, or: Form verses creativity

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The Waltz Wave, or: Form verses creativity

An impromptu rooftop visit

He recalled her wild spontaneity, always pushing him beyond his comfort zone. He'd fallen in love on an impromptu rooftop adventure. As she'd sat there, enjoying the sunset, he'd sat watching the wind whipping her long, beautiful hair around… worrying that she might get blown off the roof. This piece of flash fiction was written… Continue reading An impromptu rooftop visit

As the light faded slowly

Ever so tenderly and with devoted reverence, Neeraj approached his beloved Aarav and pet his friend's face, as the light slowly faded from the ancient, gentle elephant's luminous golden eyes. This piece of flash fiction was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #208;Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #257

The Ukiah, or: Form verses creativity

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The Ukiah, or: Form verses creativity

Longing, or Belonging

Poetry Partners #78 'ALL Belong', a poem by Anna Smit of 'Shalom Aleh' They turned And looked At me fierce "Go home Where you Came from" They shouted. Tears Became my Playground lot I thought I belonged But came up Short. Finally I cried Now I be- Long. But no! Accents Set us apart A… Continue reading Longing, or Belonging

Her silk dress fell to the floor

For all the money he'd throw at her, she felt herself his possession and hated it. Finally, she'd had enough. "I'm leaving you," she said, as her silk dress fell to the floor, followed by her jewelry and lingerie. "You can keep everything." Naked, she turned provocatively towards the front door, as he stood there… Continue reading Her silk dress fell to the floor

Brilliant, or: Sparkling

A Garland Cinquain An ekphrastic poem loving tactile closeness complex social networks mothers and calves; pair-bonded males tight ties echoes a world of words piercing high frequencies sound waves cut through murky waters pictures vocal sweet exchanges love, pathos, joy, warnings collaborative, synchronized fishing coupling sex for pleasure mates belly–to–belly nuzzle, click, rub, pectoral pat… Continue reading Brilliant, or: Sparkling