Lines mysterious
curves recurring dreams
faint sketches
coloured deep within
Month: February 2019
EDC Shorts – Where Now
What to do, so beautiful
sit back, count the years
their gap, she closes it.
Easy said, their first hello
words touch, too much for him
goes to leave, she won’t let go.
Where now, years too few
she gives, the best of his
no regrets, their goodbye kiss.
Promote Yourself Monday – February 25, 2019
‘Promote Yourself Monday’ – feel free to leave a link to a post from your blog over at the Go Dog Go Cafe – and if I may I ‘d like to say ‘less is more’ okay.
Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
EDC Shorts – He Did
The tears she shed,
the ones she felt he couldn’t see,
he did.
EDC Shorts – Confusion
There’s confusion there’s her
clueless what she wants to do
hang on go slow let go
meet up not yet soon
say anything to keep him here
logic says she can’t be real
can’t help himself but love her
…..
Two post Wednesday – one here – one over at the Go Dog Go Cafe (https://godoggocafe.com)
EDC Shorts – Okay Today?
Learnt the hard way
all read not reality
yet can’t stop asking
are you okay today?
Promote Yourself Monday – February 18, 2019
A mid-February Monday, it feels like Spring in England, time to leave a link to your creative writing over at the Go Dog Go Cafe today?
Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday. All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.
If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
EDC Shorts – Post Valentine
Another rude awakening
no name either remembered
when done one up and gone
the other just rolled over
woke later vague memory
who cared not he or her
To My Lovers
A friend, a writer … today as all days – no one writes quite like this.
For those that loved me for just one night, or barely a day; for those that loved me for a season and those that loved me for a reason, too. For those heady, halcyon loves of my youth and as well the calmer, platonic loves of more recent years. For the requited, the unrequited and the loves of which I never dared to dream. For the passions that lasted barely hours and the passions that endure still, never spoken, the words never uttered… this is for you.
The heart is but a simple thing, yet impossible to fathom. It is a feral and vulnerable beast. It is capable of immeasurable endeavours and, unchecked, will lead one into wild and dangerous territories. When the quieting and reasonable voice of the head speaks its fundamental truth, the heart sings loud to the soul and, more often than not, we will dance to…
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EDC Shorts: Poetry – Skin Thin
Cold and can’t give
evidence skin thin
mind etched dogma
till his words seep in
♦
EDC – two post Wednesday – one here – one at the Go Dog Go Cafe
Story Tellers – Eric (EDC Writing)
