MicroPoems Ep.5

21.

In your eyes
I see, that those presented
as most strong, are those
most complicit in deceit.

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22.

Who controls what we think?
Sometimes I tell myself
I do

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23.

I’m trapped again,
stuck to your sweet voice,
your whispered honeydew words
leaving a brilliant sheen
in my bronze eyes.

***

24.

I await your lips
in water’s reprieve,
arrhythmic heart trembling
within my sleeve.

***

25.

I could have died,
left
alone
in your heart.

*****

Vollies Afire

My love,

my mouth once knew your name.
far from these grand walls that part us,
thier spiteful spires casting a shadow
over the life of our former other.

From my minaret
to my domain I preach:
Prowess and accomplishments
-spitting
the cinders of burnt love.

From your tower I hear calls to prayer
To drink the wine of projected Perfection.
And with my jealousy concealed,
I no longer observe your commands.

Our social empires impose motionless taunts
our worlds locked in heated stalemate
unblinking,clocking each others move.

What tore us asunder?
My library knows well its history.
I a scholar…
of the downfall
of its date
of the blame.

Between us sand blew hot,
an arid gorge we created,
the empty wind lapping at our crumbling walls.
Within Our domain we’re but void caverns
-to a stale spite.

But Seasons turned, as droughts relief drips cool air,
And our cold war ceases.
Flags, doves    snow     afloat
-freed… In an air without heat.

We
no longer catapulting silence,
regaling all with single sided words,
salt the earth with propaganda;
searing hearts with volleys of words afire.

We
caress with hands sowing seeds of truce

All has been freed by time
Our conflict ended by fatigue;
-a perfunctory peace.

My former love,
I still wonder at your walls
Their shadows reaching my breast,
From what did our war arise?
I still recall
but no longer feel.

Liebster Award

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Thank you very much “https://motleysoul.wordpress.com/” for nominating me for this award, I’m humbled and gratfeul.

Also having never heard of this award, and having absolutely no clue what the rules are, so I looked it up (http://wordingwell.com/the-liebster-award-the-official-rules-my-first-blog-award-and-a-few-personal-secrets-revealed/) amd hopefully I accept this in the right way:

The Liebster award is given by bloggers to other up-and-coming bloggers to highlight their work and encourage them to continue.

I have been asked:

1. What/who inspired you to write?

I’ve always loved writing and so no-one person in particular “inspired” me but when of one my close friend’s got a bit more serious about it I thought I’d pursue it a bit more fervently, so began writing rants and poetry, eventually uploading it to my site.

2. What’s your day job?

During the day I’m a Sociology and Psychology teacher.

3. What’s your writing process?

I do a lot of my writing on my phone using google docs, then finishing and revising them till I’m happy with them. Alternatively I write micro poetry on my twitter (https://twitter.com/FitzDerick)

4. What’s your favorite book?

I must admit I do not have an overall favourite, though perhaps closest is “On Entering the Sea, by Nizar Qabbani”

5. What’s your favorite song?

Far too many to account for, let me see what are the 3 most played on my phone though… “Make You feel, Alina Baraz; Moules Frites, Stromae; Apparently J. Cole”.

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My 5 nominees -in no particular order- are:

https://lockupyourpoetry.wordpress.com/

https://carolinehutchinson.wordpress.com/

https://earthtolar.wordpress.com/

https://poeticdecency.wordpress.com/

https://bluebirdanddeadcat.wordpress.com/

And to my nominees I ask:

  1. What is the driving emotion/motivation that makes you write?
  2. If you could say your soul is colour what colour would it be?
    (or favourite colour)
  3. If you could have dinner with one person and drinks (or tea) with another, who would they be?
  4. What do you hope to give your reader when writing?
  5. What is your favourite word? (Mine’s spatula)

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I hope you pass on the good will in sharing this interactive award for writing.

P.s. Sorry for the late reply 🙂 and again, thank you Mötley.

MicroPoems Ep. 4

16.

I always play to place,
in face
of the insurmountable weights,
tugging
from yesterday.

***

17.

Encased in crystal drops,
within home’s walls, I part,
donning an upturned eye,
yearning through these waters
in search of you.

***

18.

I await your lips
in water’s reprieve,
arrhythmic beats, trembling
within my sleeve.

***

19.

I freeze
to the thought of leaving;
dreading a return
to your parted presence.

***

20.

I want the world to be empty,
filled by just us two.

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MicroPoems Ep. 3

11.

Making the strings sing
relieves me of all pain.

***

12.

In bed, and again
my mind spills,
leaving
only thoughts of you.

***

13.

Time ticks
away, the seconds pass
you’re drawn ever closer.
Friday.

***

14.

Each time you come in,
you destroy all there before.

***

15.

Staccato messages swapped,
a nod to our natural tide
retreating from a false-love’s lust.

Empty Sex Pt 2

Crystal beads cascade, drained
through the freshly bleached porcelain.
I expunging the sweet souvenirs of our sleepless night.
Sober from the water and the whirring extracting fan,
Here I dry, stood, stuck at you.
no longer clouded in ecstasy.

We dance flicking invites and excuses
days stepping forward and rear,
forte e piano.

In our immediacy we erupted
to spill but sparks upon damp wood.
A trudge toward a desirable goal .

I see you only
within digital screens,
devoid of an intimacy once tasted
And I wonder, to what precisely did I grasp?

*****

Link to Part 1:

https://jcfitzderick.com/2015/07/28/empty-sex-pt-1/