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 Nov 2016 ghost
Just Melz
Tick Tock
 Nov 2016 ghost
Just Melz
It's dark tonight
And I cannot breathe
The hands of time
Are slowly choking me
Tick Tick
Watch the color
Fade from my face
Tick Tock
Watch my body
Fall through space
Caught inside
These hands of time
Losing my grip
Losing my mind
Tick Tick
Why can't I see
What these hands
Want from me
Tick Tock
I'm fading fast
This life is just a memory
That can never last
 Nov 2016 ghost
Ma Cherie
My creamy silken Irish skin
     looks ghostly white with full red lips
        freckled spots come out to play
        and belly coins dance on my hips

      The long and swinging skirt is pure
         entrancing you with dancing dips
           Dickla covers neck so modest
            you gently pull with fingertips

             We are getting close to fire  
     Dance 'round flames in hand a switch  
        Outstretched arm cast Spell on You          
            by a lovely Roma travelin' witch

           Dancing bells about my feet
           pounding in your **** heart
           drawing you nomadic beats
           that hit you like a poison dart

           Twilight time casts its glow
         Gypsy Moon hangs in the sky
            Cast a spell to be my beau
         You never ask the question why

          Come inside this Gypsy coven
                     Dark haired..
                         red lipped..
                          gypsy lovin'

           You'll forget you have a name
          My Gypsy love will be the blame
               better to be quite insane

               No one's going to believe

                  I Put A Spell On You...



                    Cherie Nolan © 2016
My Gypsy Heart trying to put a spell on someone but I think my mojo is broken LOL.... :)
When the rain falls
the sidewalk makes room.
The plants sigh and stretch back,
extending their arms, hands, and feet.
Every pore of every possible thing breathes
and remembers a time without a drop to drink.

The people curse and grab newspapers and plastic bags.
Some weather men and women smugly reveal tiny umbrellas.
As if they were tucked in their shirt sleeve.
Like a magic trick for the stupid crowd before them.
but how did you do that? how did you know?

Rain nourishes and devastates in one downpour.

The crazies and the weirdos dance in circles and
someone yells out, "Thanks gypsy!"
to his girlfriend who has a knack for making things be.

All she did was close her eyes and thank the earth, sun, stars, and moon.
And smile so fiercely the Universe thought,
Well I guess we can give her this one gift. She is so awfully strange.

Thank you.
earth.
sun.
stars.
moon.

You know all and you give life to what once was.
 Nov 2016 ghost
Corvus
The rain pours and the thunder roars.
It's comforting, it's the sound of solitude
Despite the headlights rolling by
And the lampposts shining brightly orange.
Rain splashes gently, hitting the ground,
And there's no other sound I want to hear,
So I drown everything else out.
In silence and shadow I excel.
Retreating to the alleyway, narrow and foreboding,
Its harrowing nature is a sanctuary for my own self.
I become the darkness that surrounds me,
The nothingness, the non-existent threat.
I hear the sound of heels clicking on pavement,
Gentle splashes where shoe meets water,
Not too far off in the distance,
But it takes me only an instant to let the predator take over my mind.
Steadily paced, the footsteps grow louder;
The pheromones so strong that it's almost a taste.
I wait, breath bated, for the moment to arrive.
The gap between here and slaking the thirst feels too wide,
Like the pupils of my eyes, dilated,
And I'm overdosing on oxytocin when finally I strike.
Pulling the warm body into the claustrophobic alley,
The blackness engulfs us both.
We are nothing.
Nothing exists except for her heartbeat, thumping and drumming
Until it...fades.
The title is from, and the poem is inspired by, the song Dead End Angels by Bohren & der Club of Gore: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PuKVDJXUQnc
 Oct 2016 ghost
Ntwari
Why does my room suddenly feel bigger
Almost empty,
The silence of this void
So deafening
Now that you're gone?

Only one light remains here now
"11:11", the clocks beams
Its light swallowed by whatever darkness consumes the room
And the night's silence was shattered by your voice
"Make a wish", I could still hear you say

I could stand my room no longer
So, here I am outside remembering you
Or forgetting
I don't know anymore

These streets are so cold and lonesome
Without you to keep me warm
Without you counting the passing flakes
Or even joining them in their dance

Now to venture these streets
With nostalgia and madness
As my only companions
True sadness masked by fiction. It was a year ago but it still haunts me (mildly though).
 Oct 2016 ghost
Rapunzoll
She was nature, beautiful
But deadly, her cheeks as
Scornful as a rose, the smile hid
The thorns underneath.

Her presence though unseen,
Could be felt, like the sun's warm
Breath on bare winter skin.

She led him somewhere secret
As the night lures the stars,
As clouds gorge on the
Fragile light of the moon.

Over the crumbled bodies
Of leaves, into the alien
Land of tranquility.

When he woke, hands burning,
There was nothing left to see.
Only a faint feeling glistening
In the air, a failing heart and
A tongue full of dreams.
© copyright
 Oct 2016 ghost
Tanzdreamer
Untitled
 Oct 2016 ghost
Tanzdreamer
I have created the most beautiful monster
feeding on my heart.

A pale ghost of shadows
whispering my name.
 Oct 2016 ghost
Samantha DeWitt
As I sit in the calm meadow
My lips drinking in the sun's warmth
My desire in nature's shadow
Is loving it for all it's worth

Leaving behind my vanity
I pull forth all of my passion
Escaping my humanity
Even if it's an illusion

The sun now sinks behind the hill
My heart grows heavy with sorrow
With parted lips I taste the chill
My thoughts, leading into tomorrow

My emerald blanket under me
Seeking the Goddess through my blood
Ripples in the wind so eerie
Spills my essence causing the mud

I'm suddenly stricken with lust
A never ending strong desire
But it is man I do not trust
Only nature fuels my fire

The moon tonight will captivate
My love for nature eternal
But being human is my fate
Who's to say this is abnormal
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