Lovely Women – Earth’s Bounty

A touch of gold upon crystalline

waters – Oh, women, mother earth.

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Morning’s star – evening’s grace…

lovely beauty, resplendent place.

Shine thus bright, oh delicate one.

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Ribbons of lust – thirsty eyes drink;

child of beauty mimics natures scenery.

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Nourishing summer streams in hues of blue.

As the golden sunset lays upon her skin.

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Mother adorns in autumns treasure chest rustics;

but lusty color lingers always in auburn maidens.

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Ribbons of lust linger in your auburn hair;

mother adorns autumn so well.

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Encapturing Web

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She spun many webs

before.

 It was her artistry…

Her mastery.

Entrapment was her goal.

To feed on the helplessness

of the innocent.

Those who haplessly fell

in her trap.

Swiftly she moves to weave

a net over their form.

Immovable, she whilst feast.

She starts with their eyes.

Then nibbles at their feet.

Their death is her venison.

A petition she sends to many

of these. Come, feed me!

Mass(ive) Cave-In

Under this roof…
is there truth?
Is there food…
to feed your soul?
Is there hope…
on the shelves?
Is there life…
not abundance of strife?
Is there growth…
not piles of debris?
Is there love…
not precepts thrashed?
Why not just go and bask…
in a mass emptied by greed?
This a home with rotten seeds?
Oh, the madness we, all, plant.

Spring at Last ~ form writing

 

white blossoms

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Spring at Last

Like honeysuckle on my lips…

so too is the warmth of spring.

Lilacs bloom – full of splendor.

Cherry trees burst with white.

Promise fruit-let on the stem.

Tall tulips parade in multicolor.

Dreams await – waif in fragrance.

Hollyhocks chime spring-times beauty.

Sunshine luminous in spring’s iridescence.

Windy gusts

whirling