Tuesday, 10 July 2018

Riddles







She chose mazes and
whorls, questions and
riddles in the clothes she
wore to work, hoping some
passing Loki would
unriddle her.

 
(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com  and Holden-and-Camille.Tumblr.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)

Sunday, 10 June 2018

"Beklemmt, Behindert...."







We all have special needs
ill met under an
assortment of lights, our
passions tight-bound in a
sac hidden inside us, waiting to
burst if only our
fingers could find it.

With thanks to the wonderful photograph by @Espera1609

Monday, 28 May 2018

Creases


Women aren't just curves but
curlicues and creases,
folds, crevasses,
mazes for us to get
lost in.

(With thanks to the wonderful photo of @espera1609)

Monday, 30 April 2018

Torment





She could barely bear the
torment, denied her hands or his
body pressed against her, just her
mind imagining pleasure and
pain and eveything
in between.

Image courtesy of espera1609 on Tumblr. Go look at her work.

Tuesday, 17 April 2018

Blue-Stocking





He suspected that once he'd
unfurled her blue stockings
he would unleash a
wild animal so waking
scratched and exhausted by her
shrill demands he was somehow
relieved to find her
curled up with a good book.

 
(Image used by kind permission of Holden-and-Camille.com  and Holden-and-Camille.Tumblr.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)

Sunday, 15 April 2018

Thursday, 12 April 2018

Key in a Lock


As the sun made its
lazy way across the sky
she waited in her
chosen pose
feeling the light
stripe her body
her senses alert for the
scratch of a key
against the
lock of her door.

(Image courtesy of the lovely espera1609 on Tumblr, with thanks)