A weathered, wet road, paved with old concrete,
Snappy air of night: cold and velvetlike,
Trickling around in abrupt ripples,
Moist with whispers of mizzle that stopped a while ago,
Drawing my bleary steps for a midnight stroll
With a person, robed in an attire of white fabric,
Downy like the tufted white of cogon,
Spangled with roselike sequin.
Her shoulders adjacent to mine,
Girdled inside an unseen, subtle blanket of silence,
Letting the nocturnal, occult ambience to seep in,
Entangling our fingers titillatingly,
Confines of our palms eluding the cold
Outside,
Slashed with a slick of sweat;
Her eyes: cervine and glinting, a brook
Of gleaming blue, a homely snippet;
And I walk along with parallel steps,
And inhale the scent of a montage
Of Nottingham Catchflies
And Casablanca Lilies,
And her unspoken, suave essence- a broken ceramic of eeriness,
Repairing itself in unheralded moments.
I long to hear her chanson again,
That I once did in a secluded cabaret.
I blink my lashes and she loosens her grasp,
And hurries ahead and turns at the next
Turning, disappearing again.
The crimson dust around me dances haphazardly,
Crying out a sordid wail of solitude,
Its rusty tears whetting the blade of the
Sinister knife in my breast pocket;
And I, aided with a sliver of smirk,
Let out the usual gasp at its silent crescendo, like always.
I’d never hear her chanson again, I suppose.
This one’s, by far my personal favourite. Transported me so effortlessly into the hauntingly beautiful realm that you have fabricated. (:
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And this one’s one of the best compliments I’ve received. Thank you so much!
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This is so beautiful! I love your writing style
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Thank you so much! π
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I did like the poem. How long does it take you to write a single poem? Do you have a process?
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First off, thank you. And actually it’s totally erratic. Depends on how clear an image I have in my mind of what I’m going writing. All that remains is flipping through my mind for the right wordd and arranging them in a meaningful array. But again, it can take from 20 minutes to 2 hours.
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Going to write*
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This is the best one of I’ve read so far. Really great work!!
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Best one of? And thank you so much! π
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Best out of all your stuff i read, by far π
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Haha so I guess my writing skills are finally improving. π
Thank you!
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Just lovely. Full of sweet imagery well worked and well written
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Thank you so much! π
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You are welcome. A really wonderful post
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montage
Casablanca Lilies
chanson
You’ve studied cinema and French, yes?
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Haha no. Just the result of some reading and google. π
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Dense, intense…wonderful! π
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Thank you so much! π
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Very sensual – two hands meeting in the dark π
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Absolutely ‘titillating’.
Thank you so much.
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wow too good..i love the way you write..keep up
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Thank you so much!
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