pragmatic
no-nonsense
down to earth
were all her middle names
and bedevilled her being
she was keen to change
how people perceived her
so for her vocation
she chose belly dancing
to satisfy the flamboyant flame
that burnt bright within her.
Day: April 13, 2019
Today’s Quote
What you can do, or dream you can do,
begin it;
boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
~ Johann von Goethe ~
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What’s the time – Napwrimo Day 10
What’s the time?
Is it time for the sun to come up
and kiss the earth
and watch her blush
spread across the sky…
Is it time for my love to come home
and hold me close
and feel me sigh,
in his arms…
What’s the time?
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Posting a day late but here is my poem for Day 10, day 11 will follow!
Fix You – Napowrimo Day 11
I will wait for you
On the other side
Until you no longer want to hide
From this ache that burns your insides
In flames
I will offer you
my hand to hold
So you don’t feel so cold
After you feel you have sold
Your heart away
I will wait for you
until you open the door
Like I have many times before
To hug you close and say…
Even if you think the world moved on
And you feel you will never see the sun
You will be okay, perhaps not today,
Maybe not tomorrow but someday…
And until then, I will be right here
To help you, fix you.
poetry nad image copyright neha 2019
Napowrimo Day 11
The Lonely Road ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet
I would walk the high wire
To get her sweet kisses
Kisses as sweet as a fine aged wine
And that burn like rum on an October bonfire
I hear her whispers
Or are they only a drunken poet’s dream?
She makes me feel like feathers in the wind
This heart of mine is filled
With the spirit of the wild
Ever changing, ever aching
Ever hungering, ever wanting
This yearning inside consumes me
I kneel to pray
In the Church Of The Midnight Moon
But there is no answer
So I walk this lonely road
To the music of my midnight blues
~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved
Vodka Swirled with Ice
She tried to feel him
in the vodka swirled with ice
the lose yourself kind of high
he gave her with tongue filled kisses
the weak in knees let it all go
he gave her with lust craved hands
the catch your breath point of no return
he gave her with thrusting force
And feel she did
in a mind swirled with him
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©MidwestFantasy
April 2019
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The real cause of it…
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Black & White 1
Black?
A superimposition
Of the colours of life
A definition of density
A notion of authority
Of fear and formality
Deemed to be elegant
And ultimate sophistication
Yet powerful and reserved
Sometimes it denotes danger
It is an absence of colour
Yet gives depth to all colours.
Black is known to hide the obvious
An achromatic colour without hues
Known to absorb than let go.
Its deep dark and mysterious
Can be restrictive and restraining.
Often not just worn for style
It protects from interference. Perhaps it helps to retreat behind black
When facing a tough time in life
Life a personal crisis or illness.
It then becomes an anchor
In support that gives time
To heal as it protects with its opaqueness
And helps bridge through
The deepest insecurities.
Stark truth reveals
The darkest of dark
Unseen matters of energy
Exists in understanding
The yet unknown.
For every presence
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