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It’s Your Call

Flashback Track Friday #19 If you could call anyone, past, present or future, who would it be? Make believe that there’s a line,I’ve crossed it now a thousand times.It’s buried deep underground;it rings, Hello, Hiya,and then just sound.It’s been forever,just three days;a trinity of timeto love-struck slavesmanning the oarsagainst wedded waves.There’s chit-chat,hours sail into days.The […]

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The Bleakest Bordeaux

This poem is written for the Late Night Poets June 25th Into the Darkness Radio Show. This is an adult show, so be forewarned this poem contains adult themes.They will be recreating an old horror radio show-style atmosphere, so I recorded the poem. My first voice recording, so I thought I’d repost this so you […]

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Golden Stroll

Still learning many thingsfrom peculiar-colored flowersplanted in the afternoon.Garden Orchestra soundsthe daisy-gong too soon.Curious bread-and-butterflies,monuments, mermen,fields of geese none lie in,constant feeling something’s missing.Palace, overrun with weeds.Repose and read but don’t go to seed. © khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved This poem is writted for D’Verse’s Monday Quadrille #129 A Curiosity of Poems. Our host, WhimsyGizmo, asks […]

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TWT-Story

Waterfalls are story webs, wisps of silvery thread spinning the yarn of generational streams, resifted through the earth’s eroding palms. Be sure to check out my other recent waterfall poem: After-Hours Avalanche Seerenbach Falls, Switzerland, photo courtesy of Photography 314. This piece was prepared for Bulbul’s Twenty Word Tuesday Challenge Week #33. Join us!

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Granny’s Nightcap

Cobblestones rise up from Walensee past the cottages of Quinten, a place no tires have tread. Hidden in the hillside, a cellar with homemade delights, Quintensaft, pickled plums, and fresh wildflower honey, just leave your francs in the bin. A ways uphill, a small stand with saffron soap and lavender salts perch beside a mason […]

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In The Sea

Playing in the peeling waves,young knaves,garlands from the maypolerippling round their heads,the freshest flowers of springbobbing up and downin the icy sound’s bed. Feet spread,playing in the party wavesnobody behaves,her titties tidal slaves,a-frame crashers,sets and heartbeatspounding faster,but for now, it’s playfulankle slappers. Playing in the racy waveseach man’s his own sloop,buoyancy’s slaves,groins in the greenroomof […]

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Just Before 2

Time is a candlelit at birth,burning through your life.extinguished by strength,a harsh wind of a worryor the slow burn of a lifetime. Time is a nailhammering Christon his crooked cross.Believe he is the sunoffering you one-way eternityunder his glow. Time is illusion,marbled moonlight,creating lunar reflection.Follow her cyclical gameand always returnfrom whence you came. Below the […]

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Raclette Romance

Fingers warm against my abdomena Raclette, burning and dripping sweat,and I need to melt yet, againstthe hardest parts of Greco-Roman. Bodies release like Swiss cheesescraped off you into my roundest bits,permanently pressed cheese sandwiches;the pungent smell of release. Oh, how sublime, the ancient rind,curving splendor, a fountain sipof perfectly paired white wine lips,roasting flames with […]

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