A Poem A Day Keeps The Demons At Bay

Jan 2023

Darcie Fitzpatrick

39°F

the sun has that certain haze
as if it were the dead of Summer
and heat radiated through the air

but

this is a tease a reminder of those days
because indeed the air is fresh
and sharp as it should be in Winter

at the seaside a roaring song and dance
those distant waves appear as a range
the ridges of a desert mountain top

and

silhouetted at depths with the vibrance
of sunset hues bringing shade to the wild
while preparing for the cool of night

the reflections are shorter now
and I lose sight of that glowing orb
as far off clouds take shape to dip

then

colors shift to violet, navy and maroon
leaving a bruise to bumps in the night
and dream of an August day by the sea

#ocean #winter #waves #sunset #cold

Jan 2023

Darcie Fitzpatrick

Imagination now

Did you hear that distant murmur of imagination?

The door is open wide to make all the dreams you can possibly dream, a reality

This mustn’t be of surprise because every time you set your mind on a goal it eventually becomes part of the present

Apply your wildest hopes to the checklist and start moving toward those, you shall find them easier to attain than you once thought

Truly it is all within your grasp and the only barrier is of ruminating upon fear

Let there be no distance between you and your imagination

Allow yourself utter freedom to find joy and create space for making it all happen

Now, right now… please

#dream #imagination #freedom #joy

Jan 2023

Darcie Fitzpatrick

Dream of sunshine

For through these moments
and all of this time

Was an instance of
releasing the control

Of looking for sincerity
in spontaneity to be real

To seek instead a way
of being that just flows

And in doing so giving
trust to the surroundings

With hands and heart held
open to whatever happens

So that there is no worry
no contemplation, no undoing

Instead what is found is
simply grace and easiness

Then the calm rushed in
so silently yet instantaneously

With sweet dreams of the
sunshine tomorrow brings

#momentary #flow #understanding #peace #love #spontaneity

Apr 2022

Grace

lust to love to pain

star crossed lovers
as romeo loved juliet
and a bird loves the dawn
and a country song sings of carrying on
as persephone loved hades
and patroclus loved war
and as children so love the dark of the moor
as orpheus so honours the snake that took his love
and as mourning in twilight is sung by the dove
by and by lust turns to love turns to pain
as prometheus looks forward
to the raven in the rain

Apr 2022

Travis Green

Helpless In Your Hotness

You are my wild fire in the night
That brings my deepest desires to life
I want to revel in your nakedness
Taste your warm sensational flesh
Take me in your waves of hypnotic erotica
Fuel my system with your exhilarating enchantment

Press your mouth all over my bold, tasty *******
Bring me heavenly pleasure
With the tender feel of your hands
Rubbing my soft and voluptuous body
I become so helpless in your hotness
Watching how you sparkle in the darkness
The way you gaze at me with fascination
Makes me quiver excessively

Your red hot passionateness is all I need
Cascading through my system
To make my feminine sweetness blossom
Like brilliant luxuriant flowers
Your lion brown eyes are all I can see
That shines sublimely in my mind

I want to stroke your soot-black beard lovingly
Marvel at the way your freshness flourishes
How you bless me with your rareness
Your fragrant spectacularness, impassioned madness
That moves wildly through my bones
Revel in your impeccability
Let your masculineness touch the softest parts of me

Apr 2022

Heavy Hearted

Flowers & Prose

Red & blue sage in remembrance of you
Gladiolus, carnations-
pink poppies too.

While foxglove protects
With larkspur and flax,
The windflowers wilt but always grow back.

White lilies for hope
And forget-me-nots true,
an innocence captured in their ambiguous blue.

Griefs Pink and white orchids,
Support’s crimson rose-
the healing of hyacinth,

flowers & prose.

written in tribute, to the family of a good friend.

#flowers #symbolic #lilies #poppies #sage #hope #grief #support #prose

Mar 2022

beth fwoah dream

waiting for spring

black skies stretch
in darkness, the clouds
dissolve into rain,
the night is lacquered
with varnish like
a wooden floor,
shiny and surreal -

it breathes of night
bird and the magnolia
light of the moon, quivers
and then is still, wraps us
in the mirrored waters of the stars.

the moon elevates
the night from darkness to
hypnotic light, bathes
the world in silver, flows
with our tears and our
softly spoken words,

transcends like lazarus
to a sky witnessed
through centuries,
loved and worn like
our favourite old clothes.

#inlovewithian #nearlyspring #tomuchrain #nowar