Looking back…
Looking back all those years, all those years… Women come and gone, running around him, memories spinning… Women’s hands reaching from the past, reaching for his love, his undivided love… Playing capture the flag, only with his heart.
Category: Prose
Loyal…
Via today’s Daily Prompt: Loyal No gifts, big or small, no constant nod of the head… No regular visits, no semi-felt compliment. Loyalty’s all that’s needed to become my true friend.
Stretch Jeans – Notthedane56
I like clothing that fits my needs especially when they seem to be expanding, oh, I do like large things just not on my own body and not when my wife is looking, but my waistline: the distance around what I remember myself to be and who I never thought I’d meet wants clothing…… Continue reading Stretch Jeans – Notthedane56
Screaming silent…
Sorting thoughts, sorting, filtering, straining, screening, carefully. Not letting go, letting the ideas build up, until pressure threatens it’ll pop… Looking people in the eyes… Not letting them pierce the disguise. Stirring hope with despair, no consequence, if you don’t share… And with talent, screaming silent…
One Autumn Leaf Falling – Notthedane56
One instant I walked along the Autumn Streets dreaming of someone, I once knew the leaves falling my heart breaking I chanced upon a turn in the road around the corner, out of sight I wondered, should I, dare I let this Autumn Road take me? Let me turn when it turns and stop…… Continue reading One Autumn Leaf Falling – Notthedane56
Only words…
Butterfly words, winged ideas, flying thoughts… Words blooming like lillies and daisies petals wrapped dreams… Sweet words, bitter words words filled with flavor. Words windy, and sunny words Thoughts weathery. Tides of words wavy words, words flooding… Useless by the piece, hopefully meaningful someday… Words spread to the winds, hoping they get to…… Continue reading Only words…
Wanna Go for a Ride? – Notthedane56
There I sat on my Mercedes Hamster Low-rider Harley with four on the floor Wanna go for a ride? I called out to those too speechless to answer too awestruck to know all but her, she who raised her hand slowly all but her, I revved her up she purred like a kitten then…… Continue reading Wanna Go for a Ride? – Notthedane56
Micro poésie du vendredi…
Ton désir en ombres chinoises sur ma cuisse… A peine la rumeur d’un baiser. La mélodie de tes doigts désacordés. Une caresse de mots doux, qu’on se crache au visage, Affectueusement. Te posséder, furieusement Cruellement être tienne. J’égrenne le chapelet des minutes passées entre tes soupirs.
My Shades… – Notthedane56
Cool was I sitting there clothed in my shades catching some rays wanting, wanting to hit the surf The Midwestern prairie with amber waves of rolling grain awaited me and my board me and my board, and my shades I held my finger up testing the wind direction the oats and the wheat…… Continue reading My Shades… – Notthedane56
Counting stars…
Counting stars, counting dreams picking them, one by one… Shiny bright stars glued in the notebook of my hopes and… Trying to cover disappointment, trying to forget… Being denied… Counting stars, well aware, well… Stars plenty, and brilliant stars too many to be missed once picked. Little treasures… Simple pleasures. Clumsy…… Continue reading Counting stars…
Cyranny's Cove 