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Let the mermaids in my teacup distract us for a while

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May it beckon to your imagination, ever so bewitchingly. 

RR

Haiku – Agony

The sky wept with her

And with the cracking lightning 

Her heart broke in two.

Haiku – Broken Promises

Scarlet confessions,

Tidal truths crashing down on

His reality. 

The Roaring Poet 

His messages are boldly written

With blunt honesty, raw, but true

He protests against the damage done

Tales of the wronged, the violated, me, you

Calling out to the abandoned and alone

Uniting the invisible and too often unheard

He joins their inner war, draws his microphone

And voices their struggle, screaming it word for word

He withstands ignorance and falling often on deaf ears

His sound branded violent, aggressive, satanic, lewd

Standing strong, he repeats their message, sees them rise against the leers

A misjudged warrior for the chaotic liberation of the subdued.

Stormy Afternoon

She thought of these moments as solemn secrets kept by the raging storm, its howling winds perfectly disguising the cocoon she was hidden safely within.

The warm peace in the room heavily contrasted by the landscape at war with itself just outside the window. Two worlds existing in the same moment. The one out there, the one in here.

“So much like life…” she mused to herself, getting up to refill her cup, “only that usually works the other way around.”

She gave a rhythmic twirl to the sound of her favourite song, causing a disruption of music and candlelight around her, the tiny spaces between filling with her laughter.

This was the safest she felt to be herself, alone with her own thoughts which all seemed to drift into comforting perspective now. Her mind was never quite this clear, her spirit never quite this at ease.

 

Haiku – Captured Moment

Streaks of golden life

Whispering down through the leaves

Kissing her soft skin 

Haiku – Passion

He filled my doorway

Throwing back the sheets, I grinned

And let the storm in

Remembering 

A hand steers the clouds across the sky

Like shapeless cars on invisible tracks

Not one of them notice as they giggle on by

Flicking their silk locks across their tanned backs

They ignore the tiny painted warrior fleet

Hidden on the backs of pesky birds at their feet

I have to look down to hide my secret smile 

As I marvel at this unseen magic’s addictive charm

And allow the mermaids in my teacup to bewitch me for a while

Watching the breeze rustle the illustrated leaves on my arm

The fairies spy from their cloaks of flapping butterfly wings

On these curiously unaware high heeled glossy creatures

Who sacrificed seeing the magic in seemingly ordinary things

To parade false beauty on their empty porcelain features. 

The Starry Trail Ensues

Over tides of velvetine poetry, I sail

Towards a horizon dancing rhythmically in the night.

Above me, the scintillating keepers of my trail

Lend the guidance and clarity of their light.

My burdens far behind, I’m freed, I vow to look only forward,

And seize adventure wherever I may

I surrender all control,

For the liberation of this soul,

The pursuit of starlight carries me away.

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