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Heat

Jun 2 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

Heat

She doesn't understand her
biology.
Her need for extra attention.
Her desire to
chirp and meow
constantly, and raise her
**** in the air.

She gazes out the
window with
longing in her
golden eyes.
Her calls through the
screen bring no
visitors.
Little lonely orphan.

She sits with me while
I write at my large
maple desk.
She swats at the
purple orchid.
It drives her batty.
I've been there.
Lost in the
smell and taste of
flowers.
She wanders over to
the Starry Night
painting and looks
dizzy at the sky.
She lifts her **** in
the air and stutter steps
rapidly with her
back paws.

When I got her and
her sister, I thought they
had *****.
I named him (her)
Bukowski.
She comes to the
name
and seems to like it.
Pray for me.
Buk's in heat.

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Here is a link to my recently published Limited Edition book titled, Rise Up Collected Poems and Short Stories.

#cat #heat #crazy #biology

May 29 From the ashes

.privacy.

May 29 From the ashes

sonja benskin mesher

.privacy.

a thing so private, so intense . . simple , complex. no one will see it .

note your achievements to date. .hell no

May 29 From the ashes

A fool

May 29 From the ashes

Salmabanu Hatim

A fool

Neither agrees to his weakness,
Nor listens to the advice of the wise.

May 29 From the ashes

That reason is

May 29 From the ashes

xavier thomas

That reason is

Becoming her life
After the hard aches
Brought back
Those inspiring eyes

God gave her a soul with life
Jesus gave her a heart with faith
Parents gave her a home with siblings
I gave her a world with commitment

#purpose #lifecycle #balance

May 29 From the ashes

Words

May 29 From the ashes

Barbara R Maxwell

Words

Words are just words
It’s what comes with them
That’s important
Just because one speaks another language
Does not mean they understand the culture
Words are only one part
The rest is nuanced
Smiles, laughter, kindness
Relationship building
Without those
Words are just hollow and empty

May 29 From the ashes

Wilter

May 29 From the ashes

Friends for Dinner

Wilter

This scar upon my hand
A, one time, hopeful plan

A promise left unkept
Now poison's my affect

May 29 From the ashes

Causality

May 29 From the ashes

Ciel Noir

Causality

if I'd been held
like this back then
I wonder who
I'd be today

probably not the one who waited
pushed all other men away

because I was not 'good enough'
because I was afraid to love

it took so long to find someone
because I built so many walls

and through it all
I always hoped
one day I could be understood

deep down
through all my darkest days
I always wanted to be good

if I had never run away
this dream would end

if someone like you
had been there to hold me then
I'm sure we never would have met

May 29 From the ashes

Another Lover

May 29 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

Another Lover

I guess I shouldn't be
surprised.
In the
beginning, the women are
attracted to the light,
the writing.
But after a while,
they hate it.
They get jealous;
as if I had another
lover.
I suppose I do.
And when I'm in my stride
I don't give them the
attention that they crave and
desire.
When the words and
lines are flowing
the women seem so needy
so greedy.
I guess it's not fair that
I devote my heart to
writing--but truth be told,
they knew what they
were getting
themselves into.

I'm happy to announce the release of my new limited edition book, Rise Up Collected Short Stories and Poems, here's a link. (Just copy and paste in the address bar.)
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#jealousy #poetry #writing #relationships #time

May 28 From the ashes

For a Friend in an Asylum in California

May 28 From the ashes

Thomas W Case

For a Friend in an Asylum in California

Give me lazy lithium
days; soft asylum and Cheshire madness.
This sadness only
lasts
awhile, with sun burnt
smiles and ocean mist
kisses...

Give me sweet Mai Tai
nights, gentle lunacy.
The Mad Hatter moon
laughs at me,
and the fog
only lasts a
little while.

Just one more time,
please stay a while.

I'm pleased to announce the release of my new book, Rise Up Collected Poems and Short Stories, it's available on Booksie.com
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May 27 From the ashes

Story of Love

May 27 From the ashes

Jen

Story of Love

Never seen
Eyes more true,
Until one day
I rested mine on you.

Knew your smile,
Your voice,
Your touch...
Before I met you
That faithful day.

If this is love,
Then I never
Knew what it was
Before.

If this isn't right,
I don't care,
I never
Wish it to end,
Only for it to
Begin.

To pretend tonight
That you think of me too,
And trust deep down
In a story of love.

The pain of love and wishing for it in reality