Turning Tide
.. Surf’s almost up SugarLet’s catch these last curlsToes to nose Schwack-pumping juicy wavesTubed in tandemBanging the backside of life Carve-ripping the cavesInto acid-drop nose divesNo worries for the future Let’s cruise it ’til we lose itGet hell-munchedPeeled and shredded, until… Nothing matters but usGoing frothyTwo rag dolls pasted to the shore ~~Nara Malone This was originally written for Sunday Scribblings and then later tweaked because the theme that day just didn’t quite fit where I wanted this to go. Tonight I’m sharing with dVerse Poets Pub. Go here to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself.
Exiled #miniflash #romance #naramalone
~ A piece of you is still in meStill here and it can’t be lostThe peace of you is still in meStill here still with you gone When loneliness swamped meCaught out in a paper boatStill here, your peace bailed with meThat piece we could not drown When fortune’s hunt yields pyrite veins When frost collides with hopeIt’s your peace that keeps me saneStill here still with you gone I’ve been exiled from paradiseSoul’s pockets emptied of all that shinesBut there’s a well worn path to where peace liesI’m waiting there for you A piece of you is still in meI’ll wait there for you ~ Nara Malone This post…
Slack-key Apostle
A guitar in his handsis an acoustic Pentecost.Ten fingers turn to fifty riding steel stringsriding harmonic glory trainthrough souls on thrum of hammer-onpull-off slides. His fingers spit cloven-tongued flamesanointing chordsigniting crowd taking them on a journeyto an absence a free-falling blissinto an angelic orgy of notes. ~Nara Malone Hmm…I can write about something that has nothing to do with sex 😉 This post is a contribution to G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. Click through to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself.