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Month: August 2020

in the corner of the cafe

August 22, 2020December 6, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I was sitting In the corner Of a cafe in the city When I wondered whatsoever Would become of all the people With their chatter and their laughter They threw heads back with delight Except for this one man With no hair and a beard He stroked it maybe five times Like he was mulling … Continue reading in the corner of the cafe

the shallow lake

August 16, 2020November 29, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I stand beside the shallow lake The water fading fast And hark back to times of yore – They seem so far apart They were days of laughter and of joy Replaced by solemn face Reflected as the water fades Distorted – fading grace The face I see is old and gaunt The face I … Continue reading the shallow lake

Enough

August 9, 2020November 29, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

They had it all - but nothing as well (Unable to finish a single row) They had everything - and nothing to tell A little time lived a long while ago They had what they wanted but not what they saw (Desire reaps envy in all that they yearn) Avariciously craving for more than can … Continue reading Enough

Somewhat wobbly

August 8, 2020August 9, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I stand, somewhat wobbly, on my feetThe morning post the night beforeI haven’t had enough to eatA liquid diet (need some more)I down a glass in earnestnessAnd sense objection in your eyesDon't rid me of my pleasantnessOr you’ll regret what you decryWeakened, I sit on the couchAnd watch a bit of Morning ShowWhat did he … Continue reading Somewhat wobbly

Surreptitiously

August 8, 2020November 29, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Surreptitiously hang overhead From one - the lesser portion Like when the thunder breaks the cloud Delivering distortion   Distortion stays – extracts the fray The lesser light is shining Deflect away as if to say Your thoughts he will define them

Haiku XXIV

August 2, 2020 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Warm is a log fire Soft is milk with cream Gentle is a butterfly’s broad wings

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