Lies meet across office lunch, Over eyes saying shall we, Valiantly resisting carnal desire, Emails revealing new feelings.
My place? can’t Yours? can’t
Pleasant playtime extended, Love, forever lost at home, Always required, loneliness abated, Clandestine affair required, Effervescent feelings buried at work.
Cones conniving circus confining commuters, Stall holders shouting harassment at starving homeless, Billabong’s bastard boss boasting about beating up Berty, Pigeon’s prying, pooing & pecking perfect passengers, Fashion victims flaunting vicious frocks, Music meandering into minds mayhem managed.
Announcements garbled animating gorillas.
Pt2(Charing cross)
Announcements garbled animating gorillas,
Platform shoes and dirty doily shirts, Streaming hordes & multitudes of rat-races, Ornge jacketed pamphlet givers, STRIKE, Kamikaze Pigeon divers dive bombing innocents, Litter blowing around booted ankles.
Announcements garbled animating gorillas,
Tiny, tiny quiet, big, big LOUD, Big loud stomping out tiny quiet, Pamphlets flying in breeze, strike info ignored, Women disguised as shire horses, lacy bell bottoms, Flushed pink faces, gobsmacked expressions.
hi all trying to fit two prompts into one. The first one from a monthly poetry meet up ( word at the wharf) I attend where the prompt for next week (Thursday9th may) is Zodiac. and of course the selfie poetics prompt from #dversepoetrypub. As a non believer of the zodiac stars I have tried to find a way of of expressing this in the the form of a written selfie. (no one really ended at cliff bottom)
My Zodiac star!
Barmy, barmy hot summer night, Naked under the stars kinda barmy, Next to my darked haired lover, Reading our future in the stars.
This cliff top grave yard, Our rendezvous ever summer solstice, My stars telling her no to us, Her stars telling her no to us, Our hearts breaking, telling us YES, Her mother’s zodiac teaching never wrong???
This a time capsule selfie, Of heart break and sorrow.
My zodiac star found dead, At cliffs bottom at sunrise, Her mother never seen again.
This night’s blue, blue, love tastes of oil, blue hazed filth, Radical people wanting to dance @ Earth’s death, Diesel haze, diesel haze dancing blue haze, Coating all I love, all I love, all you love, With an oily, oily diesel film.
It’s getting icky sticky, Red Saharan dust sunrise icky, Followed by diesel hazed, Blue, blue, diesel haze Blue, blue, tinged diesel haze icky.
Diesel haze, diesel haze, dancing blue haze, coating all I love, all I love, all you love, with an oily, oily film, diesel filth.
Breakfast tastes of filth, blue diesel hazed filth, Morning’s blue, blue dirty diesel, Purple haze, sun-baked haze, Thumping beats, tobacco haze, Grinding hips, cannabis haze, Moon baked, dirty, dirty sexual haze.
Early morning haze of blue, Early evening haze of blue. Blue, blue carnal vibe killed by, Summers blue, blue diesel haze, Diesel haze, diesel haze dancing blue haze, Coating all I love, all I love, all you love, With an oily, oily film.
It’s getting hot icky sticky, Rock band vibe icky sticky, Beer flowing icky sticky sexy vibe, Blue, blue tinged, Diesel hazed horizon, icky sticky blue, blue haze, Moon baked haze, back to bed into icky sticky slinky sheets, Diesel haze, diesel haze dancing blue haze, coating all I love, all I love, all you love, with an oily, oily film.
Lunch tastes of grime, dinner tastes of oil, Blue diesel hazed filth, mornings blue, blue haze, Blue, blue haze dirty diesel afternoon, Sun-baked haze, sun-baked haze, lazy afternoons,
Diesel haze, diesel haze, dancing blue diesel haze, Coating all I love, all I love, all you love, With an oily, oily film of filth.
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