~Vainglorious~

Weekly Challenge July 5th
Alliteration (Assonance)

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Don’t Fall

Mocking Bird Down

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Look at me, in a way
that makes me feel
like you have ripped
out my secrets and stored
the bloody
pieces in your
pockets, proudly
and with the intention
of making them yours too.
Touch me, in a way that
makes me lean in,
with out thinking.
That makes me inhale
you, like a dry mouthed
junkie. In withdrawal
after one hit. One drag.
One line. One time.
Kiss me, like your lips
belong to me. A sticky
dragging of skin,
and tongues that
tell a story of want.
Bury your
hands in my hair and
arch my neck back,
baring it,
for your hot breathed
inspection.
Smile at me, like you
understand every dark
corner of my soul, like
you want to go there with me.
Hold my hand,
and then let it go.
Show me.
You don’t need me.
You see me,
and you want me.
But…

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Pain and Safety: The Mirror Sestet poetry challenge

ChainsawPenguin

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Pain brought to my wrist by the coming rain,
Rain bringing nothing to me but pain.
Insight worthless here, cannot think at night.
Night would dull the pain and my insight.
Can never be shown, I alone must search for land.
Land in safety: I must and I can.

A little bit about arthritic pain. The last two lines are about how sometimes one can do nothing about it but wait for it to pass.

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~Turbulent~

That Sinking Feeling by rosiehardy on Flickr

Hiding from life
Endless strife
Drowning under the waves
No need to be brave
Soul searching
Seeking the light
Suffocating darkness
Heart staining blight
Cleansing…all that remains
To rid me of residual blame
My spirit refuses, still fighting me
Thus remaining as turbulent as the sea

©Paris Poems 2015

photo: That Sinking Feeling by rosiehardy on Flickr