"Together At Last" (Entry 215)

It took a long time, him and she,
To find that friendship that was meant to be.
Occasional glances
As each other's romances
We're acted round about.
But once acquainted and smiles begotten.
Time before was soon forgotten.

"Give me a break, headache" (Entry 214)

Head pounds.
Vascular ground.
Mood down.
Desist sound.
Nerves wound
Muscles found
Tight tonight.
Binds and bound.
Teeth grind.
Pain unbidden.
Need to get rid of
this clustered mound.

"Dawn's Own Fable" (Entry 213)

The dwelling point on Seamus Rock
to find it there you must pick a lock
of hair from the beauty to meet yet
and brush their hair and then to set
it down, spread beneath the stars
before the sun blocks the bars
and night clubs back the risen morn.
A fable told as we greet Dawn.

"Hey from The Invisible" (Entry 212)

"Hey, Lady? Hey, Lady!"
Hey, Lady?
You got any change?
Do you even see me
Beneath your up-turned nose?
I am one of the forgotten.
The invisible child.
Spare a thought and some change.
Remember me here.
Have I got through, reached a nerve or
A distant soul?
Hey, Lady. I'm here.
Heel flicks grime...
No. Not this time.

"Love and Then Some" (Entry 211)

You are desire,
on fire,
And as sexy as hell to know.
Just a glimmer.
You make me shiver.
A smile - lips part.
Stop my tell-tale heart.
Thumping - jumping
Betraying me,
Swaying me.
Leading me to you,
Forever. Who knew?
Let it stay
This way.

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For you know who and you know why. Happy First Date Anniversary! So many gone before, lots more to come.

"Fades of Yesterday" (Entry 210)

And so the truth of yesterday
Does don the darkening gossamer wings
To soar then dive and disappear,
Disintegrating as fades into past.

"Don't Peer at the Portrait" (Entry 209)

I knew I shouldn't have looked,
Or even taken a step
To avail myself of the position.
But I did,
and now I was there.
Viewing that landscape
I longed for,
The portrait of perfection.
The picture of the life I wanted
But couldn't have.
Why I'd agreed to go and
Be in that company.
It was agony.

"The Itch" (Entry 208)

That bitch!
She's an itch.
To scratch the plot she tried to hatch,
and dig it out to gouge with nails,
and rip with sharpened teeth.
With poisoned lips and swollen tongue
of lies and deceit. I will defeat
That bitch!

"Secrets Beneath The Bricks" (Entry 207)

Each owner buys this history of property.
Every word spent and action invented,
seeps deep into bricks and wood. .
Hatred ricocheting off ceilings,
tears drown floorboards,
and laughter ripples through stipples walls.
Every house has its secrets.
They never tell, only curate.

"Dreamer Fever" (Entry 206)

Night sweats in dreams of dripping jets.
Dreams of fever frightens the deceiver.
As heart slams to ribs breaking,
Muscle quiver as nerves aching
To shout, "Let Me Out!"
Despairing nightmares
catch viral unawares.

"Lies Collected" (Entry 205)

He tried to cover his lies
with garbled tales and barefaced sighs.
But she found out, one by one,
hidden in drawers of what he'd become.
She never said a word as she collected,
gathered and found her neglected.
Ammunition piled against his deception.
Lies and the truth now in her collection.

"Being, repeat, begin" (Entry 204)

Pressure of rock
To layers of sand
To build and yield a mark.

Created and used,
Til there's some to lose.

Then all done for,
To tumble and break,
Returns to earth. The dark.

"Look Forward" (Entry 203)

To feel - to need of telling times.
When we fulfilled to heart no more.
So to best the jest of memory.
Dry the tears of gone before.

"Snow Joke" (Entry 202)

To float and slide,
To skate and glide,
To sledge the ride
of crystal cloudy tides.

Instead fall and slip
Soggy icy trip.
A blundered skip.
Fall and clothing rips.

Cold and frozen. Black and blue,
As the chosen words you knew.
Frosty icicles seep in and poke.
You know snow? Tis s'no joke!

"Beyond an' Between" (Entry 201)

An' beyond the veil
To the unseen,
Discover nothing
That's in between.
For there's the secret,
Arcane untold
For a future feat,
Mysteries behold.

"A Note" (Entry 200)

One line she wrote, and grinned to gloat,
"I found out, you shit!"
For him to find.

She left the note and took her coat.

Leaving emotional baggage behind.

"Carrying A Life in Lines" (Entry 199)

When the summer light was in her eyes,

she stared at the mirror in wonder's surprise.

But now, at yellowing dusk's sunset, she sighs.

The reflection does not lie at lines,

and sags,

and bags,

with shadowing and marks of despair.

Shoulders back,

double chin up.

At least she wasn't dead. So there!

"She Hungers" (Entry 198)

Oxygenate redden pool. Her dreams and heart, so cruel.
Young virgins blood to make her younger.
Warm bodies to lust, those she hungers.

"Live Away" (Entry 197)

This statement is full of nonsense.
A stalemate of words so dense.
You can never live away from home.
For when you travel, where'er you roam.
Isn't that where you live?
Your home is the heart you give.

"Pathways Broken" (Entry 196)

I dream of pathways broken,
separated and in near of care.
Thin tracks grown over in the direction
of choices never made.
A wider stretch to crossroads,
that I wish were signposted and clear.
Maybe then I would have never been lost in life
and led to cul-de-sacs and
now impasse and at a dead end.

"Momentous Moment of Mystical Bliss" (Entry 195)

She reached the ocean's edge.
The candles held by her companions
reflected on calm silken surface,
joining with those lights of the stars,
who had come out to watch
this momentous single moment of mystical bliss.
She accepted the words of blessings
and, with freewill,
stepped into the water.
She became their sister,
one of the star children.
She was cleansed and energised.

"Host the Breakfast" (Entry 194)

Split milk. Cracked jug.
Broken bowl. Chipped mug.
Bag burst. Cornflakes fly.
Breakfast ruined. No need to cry.
Mop the mess. Pour from the carton.
Take new cup and dish. Choose a smart one.
Grab the bread, make some toast.
Butter and jam. Happy morning host.

"Dare to Dance" (Entry 193)

Cherry stood by the pillar,
a perfect place to hide from prying eyes,
but where she could stare on dance floor gyrations.
Semi-naked and nude gleamed in the lasar darkness.
A shot of spot highlighting on a couple or group
in ecstatic movement.
Too swift for her to react,
a masculine hand grabbed hers pulling her forward.
Not a request to dance, but a demand.

"The Lightning Crack" (Entry 192)

The lightning cracked a joke,
thunder boomed with laughter and groaned on.
The clouds rolled in to watch the show,
jostling for space, those at the front in the know.
The sun hid away, it was dark for her too,
but the man in the moon grinned for he loved it blue.

"First Begs" (Entry 191)

"What came first?" I begs.
"Was it them chickens?
Or was it those eggs?"

"Whisper" (Entry 190)

They're talking in whispers.
Behind closed doors.
Dealing out justice,
gossip and chores.
Blighted with phlegm,
delirious of power.
Middle management meetings
onwards to grasp the Ivory Tower.

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That's the first third (and a bit) completed.

Only a year to go!

Thanks for returning and reading my verse.

Please tell your friends, family and foe.

"Forbidden" (Entry 189)

Forbidden.
To step across the threshold into the realm of anything behold.
Beyond temptation through expression of relief.
Flying deeper to desires, infinite belief.
Imaginations come to life,
cutting thought with fantasy's knife.
Be careful on noting agreements law.
With it comes, foreboding of what's been before.

"Waiting at the Crossroads" (Entry 188)

He waits.
He knows.
That they will come along in droves.
The guilty and desperate.
The angst ridden and loved to late.
Wanting help and change.
To take away memories and blame.
So he waits.
The Crossroads Stranger.
Meet him.
Remember the danger.
His price? Yes, his toll.
He's after your soul.

"The Light's Delight" (Entry 187)

There has been told, by knights of old
about a quest, that is no jest.
That is a journey of full tourney
to take the fight and find impossible light.
A bright to shine beyond divine.
But how to start? Now there's the part,
of which is weird, for the map appears.
Only to those that see, the souls that come to thee.
For it is those that die, would will discover why
the tunnel of light, leads to impossible delight.

"Angel Always" (Entry 186)

You are never alone.
Remember I'm always there.
Beside you, unseen.
Think of me and feel the love.
I am your angel sent from heavens above.

"Remembering It All" (Entry 185)

Humans break up their lives into compartments known as time.
Dividing and segmenting smaller and smaller,
so much so, they forget it all.
What they know as past.

As for me, I can remember everything.
That's if I want to.
I know what has been and what will be,
in this dimension and others,
all that is beyond this trinket of a universe.

It all happens now.
Now! NOW!
So I remember it.
I live it.
I am.
I.