I let the atomies in his sunlit eyes Dance on my skin like starlit skies As they droop to meet the aura I exude My soul elicits Jim like a musical prelude Inching like an inchworm in soil His fingers grip my palms in a coil Kissing alive tender spots on the surface Like embers … More Not lost
He draws on her flesh With colours of the candle Molten wax to tie her down And whispers soft In a foreign tongue Slithering ‘cross her gown Her eyes-amazed At his pagan sight Heave and sigh in parts He paints her body With wild strokes Red ribbons and heaving hearts The candle’s flame flickers to … More Bondage
Letters to Patriarchy Dear ‘Knight in shining armour’, Sifting like the sands of time She twists and turns and sways like a wind chime Shorts too short,oh what a floozy! Trousers too long,oh what a prude! Well shave your beard,oh what a tramp! Oh well grow a beard,oh what a juvenile! I have a voice … More A Letter To Patriarchy.
Dear diary, When I was younger, I was taught that deception came in the form of lecherous men offering chocolates. Took me a while to realise that it can also be the pretty aunts in the family who ask you to get involved with other men. I don’t see how the world,so easily,moulds us into … More Our reality.