I am incredibly honored to have 3 pieces selected for inclusion in the anthology, Screaming from the Silence
@vociferouspress @nightandsparrow
Stanzas from the Silence – poetry
Stories from the Silence – prose
Sketches from the Silence – visual art
Despite the distance
I hear it
My body pleads
Undeniable control
Delicious and magical quality
How he speaks
Deep tones
Passionate pauses
Drawn out words
So pleasing
Aching to be
An indescribable urgency
Sensual need
To experience
Him
A consuming fantasy
His
For the taking
Exclusively
♥
Deep inside
Vault of secrets
Written only in her mind
Lucious greed
Desire replays
Dimly lit scenes
Supple textures
Amplified pleasures echo
Heady seduction
Exhilarating
She waits
Anticipating
The moment
Reality exceeds imagining
Unlocked fervency
Exquisite need
How is it possible
Intensely deep
Heartbreaking
Beautifully devastating
But why
You were never even mine
I fell in love with the words
Imagined reality
An illusion
Illustrated by you
Embodied by me
Our story isn’t over
To be continued
In another time
Farewell for now
Future dreams
For I know
Someday
You
Will
Be
Mine
Twas the night before Christmas out in the country
Everyone was sleeping Snoring can be heard all through the house
My gun close by if I were to see a mouse
The stockings are hung by the chimney with care
I hope this yummy chocolate candy wasn’t meant to go in there
Out in the hall I made a big clatter
Gathering all the necessities for a little late night platter
It was a long drive here
And a few cappuccinos has me wired up so sleep is not near
Visions of family time, gifts and snacks
While trying to remain focused while driving
Singing and dodging all the deer
Now that I think about it I could really go for a beer
So out on the porch I sit listening to the sounds
Staring at the stars
Freezing my ass off even with all my layered winter gear
Pretty sure I hear a pig, or a coyote, maybe a deer
But it’s totally normal in these types of towns
I wonder if there are any bears
Gasp, OMG the chupacabra could also live here
Well frick
I hope not
If I’m not seen in the morning I probably wandered off in search of the perfect lighting to capture photos of creatures near
The thing about the silence Any and all noise definitely travels around
I’m almost certain the rustle of my late night snacks have already awakened
The 5 people that live in this town
I held it in
It was hard but I managed
Inside I was breaking
But I smiled
Just a little boy heading off on an adventure
You will always be that little boy to me
As the flight attendant took your hand
I gripped tight to my emotions
A mother’s love
Ensuring you didn’t see
No tears would fall
Heading towards the plane
Your back to me
I stood waiting
All my effort focused on holding back the emotions
Just before you were out of sight
You turned back to me
Those eyes
Fear and uncertainty
Again I smiled
That reassuring glow
Just enough
You smiled back
A little wave
To say, I’m ok Mom
Then you were gone
A sigh release
For I could no longer control the emotions bubbling up inside me
With tears streaming down my face
Unable to compose myself
I walked away
Through the airport
Where we had both arrived
I now walked alone
And I cried
I don’t remember the drive home
I do remember feeling so alone
The house was silent
I waited for your call
The phone finally rang
It was you
You made it there safely
The next 2 weeks
Seemed like an eternity
But before I knew it
I was back at the airport
Impatiently waiting
I caught a glimpse
My little boy
Running full speed
Tears again in my eyes
You missed me too
Big hugs
Lots of smiles
My sweet boy
Momma loves you
And is so happy for you to be back home with her tonight.
Fantasizing
Touch
Taste
Sound of pleasures sigh
Her hair brushing my body
Whispers of delight
The rise and fall of her chest
Breathing desire
Curves of her body caressed by moonlight
Exquisite beauty
Undressed in my mind
I wait with patience
Knowing
She will be mine
Quietly watching
Anticipating
I wander
Lost in thought
Desperately hoping
For the peace
That eludes me each night
Continually seeking
For something
I have yet to find
In the antelucan hour
Between the darkness and light
I find beauty
Struggling
An internal battle
Acceptance
Forgiveness
Yesterhurt reminders
Stealing my time
Shadowing light
I continue
Fighting
The war inside
Forged artistry
Blazing creativity
Hammering relief
Sculpting beauty
Pressed intensely
Distorted memories
Exposed melancholy
Bending purposely
Spilling emotions
In each piece
A
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Infused with
G
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Creative therapy
