REBLOG: ‘Crown Shadorma’ by Sylvia Cognac

Poem: On the side She explains their rules Formal dress Ladies first Put down checks in front of men Never fraternize Six a.m. I smile at Adam Fake a grin My boss says I’m lucky to serve rich men I should be grateful I’m grateful For Mister Burton He holds me By the hand Excessive… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Crown Shadorma’ by Sylvia Cognac

The rustle, or: Swishing

An ekphrastic shadorma long unclothed boughs expose posh homes; the rustle that distracts but a young housemaid's apron strings shyly swish-swish d'Verse poetics: The Landscape Sleeps At d'Verse, writers are encouraged to select one of four paintings and write an ekphrastic poem (in any style or form) inspired by that work of art. I selected… Continue reading The rustle, or: Swishing

Flavors, or: Fingertips

EPIGRAPH: Alex-A few moments ofreading pleasure in returnfor an evening of sensualdelights. Dennis October Bacchanalia1994 -A book inscription on 'The Physiology of Taste' A Sedōka flavors of moonlight our last candlelit evening drips of hot glistening wax fingertips quiver tracing the curves of your quill pulsing flush spreads over me Sedōka? Composed of two sets of 5-7-7… Continue reading Flavors, or: Fingertips

Subtle airy chill, or: Nipples poke fabric

A 'Troiku' subtle airy chill her bare midriff draws glances taut muscles pull leash subtle airy chill drifts through my half-closed window rosy cheeks outside midriff draws glances tiny goosebumps on tanned skin nipples poke fabric taut muscles pull leash fastened to small dog's jacket oh- Autumn's arrived #TankaTuesday For Tanka Tuesday, hosted by Colleen… Continue reading Subtle airy chill, or: Nipples poke fabric

Blinded by love, or: Nature’s veil

A limerick Hand in hand in the dark on their tryst, Their kiss nearly missed through the mist. Blinded by love in the woods, Each quickly gave up the goods Cuz nature's veil proved much too hard to resist. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #155 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below… Continue reading Blinded by love, or: Nature’s veil

Gourmet beauty, or: A gaze

A 'Dizain' Luscious, thick flavors swirl and stream Marshmallow; she's flushing... so cute Waffles topped with vanilla cream Seeing her lips renders me mute My mind is blank; I taste fresh fruit I cannot tear my gaze away Swallow... mm... mango chardonnay Strawberries tease my tongue anew Her woman's come-hither hips sway She's molten chocolate… Continue reading Gourmet beauty, or: A gaze

Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

A 'Donna' limerick The heat rose from between her hills over her lush fallows. I stopped; my eye distracted by enticing omphalos. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #150 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt This… Continue reading Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

Impulse, or: Impotence

A limerick A renowned oil painter, much admired, Shed tears of frustration, uninspired. Then, sultry canvas drew him in; His purist impulses caved to sin... Shaking, Ling flushed at the art that he'd sired. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #145 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to… Continue reading Impulse, or: Impotence