Cherry

For You

I wore your tight silk against my intimate skin: so you could trace an outline of desire with a fingertip. As I do with mine. I grew my hair long so that it might cover your

At Long Last We Will Fall

Paralyzed by the top view of our descent The downfall of our empire's might into ashes The leaders whom we idolize for their character Are the traitors who sent and scorched our home

THIS EARTH - poem

We lay claim to its whispering.

THEBOWRIVER - poem

Where tourists click in awe. Flatness meandering into shades of colour, sun-drenched and strutting.

ON GREEN BAY, NEW BRUNSWICK - poem

Morning trawlers will soon prowl as pussycats.

the foul of a hero's slay

the spider's brag and the drudge of shame.. the past is a snail-puppet.. feasting like a sarit-truce.. the spade of the crackjaw is the dreary rizer... a corona around a thought
Cherry

Yesterday Today.

Today she wears her pyjamas. Yesterday she was dolled in long boots & tight jeans and her hair bounced excitedly on her shoulders.
Cherry

The Morning After

A trashy read on holiday type story that i hope reveals some of those female inner workings

Your Choice

The simpler the better

Road Trip

Love on the open road

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