White whisker whispers
paw playfully
batting and nipping…..
These fluttering earlobes
catch butterfly
syllables,
this cat has secrets
and
her smile tastes wicked…
it is a stretching pink over
sharp, white
twinkles
glinting….
ahhh yes ….
this
tender wish
swims
vibrantly orange,
innocent
and
succulent.
Note: My friend Lady Day agreed with me to write a ‘wish‘ poem, pop over to 75 kaleidoscopes to take a look. Please feel free to bring your wish piece or the link to it, to the comment box below.
Wishes Wet My Heart
There is silence
in me,
one minute forever silence
.
Yesterday’s colour splashes
crude abstract
.
her baby is gone now
.
Wishes track a lonely path to pool
in silver quiet,
that birth is over
.
My tiny love,
vines untangle and spread,
they flourish in grief….
Intention,
to soften the blow,
to cushion the pain,
to withdraw the moment.
But it is not my place to say what should have been,
no softening for her,
but time
maybe.
Push dangle
wringle wrangle
Fiddle squish
make a wish………………..
Little joker great Heyokah
something more than
mediocre.
Come here,
go away
walk slower,
run faster
fuck you
zen master!
101 ways to
trust you
love you
thankyou
Find it in the
dictionary
under
his Father finally found
His mother wished
His father kissed
Sylvester
was
Sylvester
stone
Sylvester
soft
Sylvester
Home.
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