Desires kindle fire
as ember fingers
braille and brand our skin
We dagger night
with poems
flesh on flesh
and flesh in flesh —
we make firework.
Lady and Harlequin (Fireworks ) by Konstantin Somov
Angie gave us a choice of words to use for a poem at toads. I decided to go way below the allowed 100 words.
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November 2, 2017
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
The fireworks of poetry…Love that
thanks for turning out another one today Bjorn. a small spark is all it takes
Sizzling, hot, romantic poem, rising the temperature.
Love these:
as ember fingers
braille”
“We dagger night”
Sizzling poem!
“We dagger night
with poems”
wow!!! an exceptionally clever image
much love…
That was concise and I loved the “double entendre’ of the poem.
Smoking hot! ❤️
Love this 🙂
Nice, very nice!
Wonderful, Bjorn! Guy Fawkes would approve!
Whew. There is some nice heat. Really like the tactile nature of brailled skin. And daggering the night makes a vicious contrast – and me thinks it is of a more sexual nature. Ha.
Wow! Your economy of words reveals the power of imagery.
Hot stuff 🙂
fire and daggers – this fiery desire may be flirting with danger.
Though there be grey in the hair, lusty thoughts remain. The memories smolder in genteel refrain.