Don’t be so UPpity

Lips adorned with Ruby Woo make a statement with their style (not their substance). They speak only polite whispers, as to not offend or draw attention to. Like words selectively spoken, at a formal dinner the correct fork is carefully chosen (without hesitation). To not know the difference between a dinner fork and a fish …

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Sweet and Fierce is She

Hers is a heart of extremes; rare it seems. Two atriums pumping independently: sweetly and fiercely, blood merges into one life force. Buried under skin and bone is the source. Never trapped, never contained; her heart extends to the edge of the universe. In its chambers, lives two: a gentle child safeguarded from corruption and …

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Let’s Do Diga Diga Doo

Grow old together? This suggestion I’d rather not consider. Grow old alone; I could manage just fine. In love I’d rather grow young. Having completed decades of “to dos” – to playful mischief let’s say “I do.” Let’s put on our Sunday best for no reason at all and through the park, take a stroll, …

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His Hands

His hands sparked a fire that changed the horizon feet that once stumbled in the darkness made swift and spirited by the glow cast from red hot sparks His hands built ovens that pumped air and purified ore a lone artist on the edge of civilization he transformed blazing metal into purposeful and beautiful His …

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Burn Brightly (w/audio)

Burn Brightly (poetic prose) It supports life. Without it we would cease to be. Too much of this life-giver and we would be burned to smithereens. A just right balance gives us daily light and nature’s harmony. We feel its heat, but for us and billions of future generations, its greatest intensity will remain out …

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Sunflower Structure (audio poem)

Sunflower Structure - audio poem Your yellow gone your seeds mostly released the few that remained fascinated me Torn, I was, between wanting to pluck each one crack them open and swallow them whole or leave each shell in its protective bed perfectly secure I found you fallen from your tall sturdy stem no sign …

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“A Lingering Memory” (a special spotlight)

A Lingering Memory by Charles Schilling It was a slow kiss Giving warmth to my chilled face. Her lips so light upon me, And her embrace around me. Her hands running delicately through my hair And a hug to my weary body. It envelops me And the heat is so intense. It burns my skin. …

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Make it a double

Color fragments swirling through the atmosphere find a way in to my dreams. Four white walls transformed to pink tones. Like warm stones on my eyelids, the rose-colored air heats my skin. Still dreaming I feel the shift. Still dreaming I don’t lift. Still dreaming stones removed and replaced with your kiss. Layered in blush …

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Water under the Bridge (flash fiction)

A million steps they each did take to get to this place where the bright lights glistened on their flushed faces. Steps that were sometimes sure and strong, other times they took a step back and sometimes their steps were reduced to a crawl. Other times the two, separately stepping, fell to their knees and …

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Her Cottage by the Sea (continued)

Slowly, she traced the smooth edge of the top curve of her steamy cup. Smooth, it was, under a fingertip that had felt his lips, soft to her touch. Knees tucked under her chin, wrapped in a soft blanket with hanging fringes swaying in the gentle wind. Her body warmed by thoughts of him. A …

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