Express Your L

An area for fiction, poetry and art - anything creative, that our community might appreciate.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Ruby Red

She sits
mirror gazing 
with every intention 
of painting 
smiles upon her lips
nails slightly chipped 
linger over
silver and gold flaked appliances
of her trade, she waits
right moment
when the song on the radio
evades sound and
transcends boundaries… 
wades into life
painting away 5 o'clock
and mental 
notes of doubt 
with a pale concoction, #7.
Leaning into reflections
the soft color of her skin
radiates bright with each
brush of perfection 
with each... 

there just right

she sits back and admires.
her - technique is flawless
her - skill untouched by fear
first the base of life
a touch of charcoal here and
then here,  
a splash of smokey gray
a sparkle to accentuate play
fullness of delight
a butterfly in flight
and as the melody
rhapsodies to climax
she finalizes her transformation
with the stroke of 
midnight and haiku
leaving behind any trace of
the who
is worn every day
from dread a.m. to just an hour ago;
and lives;
ruby red.

{{author note: my meager attempt to appreciate beauty in an experience I am not familiar with - please know, I want to paint her beautiful with my words - and if I fail, it is not for lack of wanting it.}} 

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Love's Little Gamble

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I love you with all my heart,
But I can’t yet marry you. 

With a little bit of patience,
And a lot of hope,
One day I will walk you down that aisle,
And the world will cope.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Equal love knows no difference,
I was put on this earth to be with you.

Monday, June 18, 2012

Rest Here

When your road leads too long into the distance
when the sun sets and shadows take the path
when stars hide, and the moon dives
behind clouds of storms, anticipating;
Rest here, by my hearth
by the flames of kith and kin-ship.
Do not let weary doubt o'er take you
for in this moment we will rejoice
in how far you have come
and tomorrow set out

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

To my younger self

You are
exactly who you should be
not an ounce grown
in the wrong
The seed of your
grow beautifuly
not a smidge
out of line or
Your character is
witfully designed
trustfully divine
not a sinuew of
soul is placed
in the trash bin
or going
to hell because
love is not a sin
you're not ugly
or unlikable
unworthy or
don't listen to them
their snide remarks
their better than's
because in the end
you turn out just fine
live a life
they said you would
not dare
when they cast your
lots beneath the stands
while you step up
soloed from the band
when they laugh at
clothes handed down
or the silver shining
in that smile
when they poke
prod and manipulate
throw, hit, and
simply hate
don't you look in the mirror
and do
the same thing
You are
exactly who you should be
not an ounce grown
in the
wrong direction.

Monday, May 21, 2012

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