Saturday, 27 June 2015

Doused Fire

Flow of darkness
Like ashes in my veins
Black is what I see
Death of something 
I foresee
Doused fire within
Now lies in its icy state
There was a wait
A hand to hold
Someone to hear
Silent cries
Of this soul
And I realize
Only me
Has the power to pull myself
Out of any abyss

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Written for Words Count with Mama Zen over at toads where we had to pick a few words from the “ultraconserved words” list as stated below and write a poem of 60 words or less.

Thou, I, Not, that, we, to give, who, this, what, man / male, ye, old, mother, to, hear, hand, fire, to pull, black, to flow, bark, ashes, to spit, worm

Monday, 22 June 2015


The smiles, the smoke
The flowing talks
When judgement wasn’t being served
And silence too meant a lot

Boundaries were being bent
Frustrations found a vent
Where love wasn’t on the cards
But the chemistry to go unnoticed
It seemed hard

When the need to name
And the urge to confine
What they shared as a relation
Seemed vain and futile

 Written for Magpie Tales # 275
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