Archive for the 'Poem' Category

22
May
11

“whores don’t kiss” a new poetry book by L. K. Thayer

This is the cover foto

I just ordered my first copy to edit

“whores don’t kiss”

fotos & poems

by L. K. Thayer

© 2011

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10
Feb
11

“guest snapper” Mitch Hicks

Art or Vanity

I try so very hard to capture that look she wants

The camera smiles and grants me that wish

Movement and still life I hope to paint

A split second will seal this lid

Is this art or vanity quite a fright

When all is said and done it’s just pixels of black and white

Poem & Snap by

Mitch Hicks

U.K. – © 2011


05
Sep
10

“cut to the quick”

cutting attempts

at jagged edges of loneliness

barricading those

who get too close

cutting off

cutting them to the quick

one by one

everybody loses

L. K. Thayer

© 2010

05
Sep
10

“entanglement”

entangled webs woven

silk shirts unbuttoned

we both come

undone

in the orange

of everyday

L. K. Thayer

© 2010

17
Jul
10

“super sonic”

super sonic

needs a gin & tonic

tried to be bionic

dreamt of being iconic

isn’t it ironic

while listening to symphonic

I completely feel

that my

madness is

getting chronic

L. K. Thayer

© 2010

10
Jul
10

“amber clouds”

I float

within the amber clouds

they cushion my tantrums

of wanting to be more

than I am

they comfort my daydreams

and hold me

in their soft embrace

so I can face

another cloudy day

without you

L. K. Thayer

© 2010

09
Jul
10

“guest fotographer” vc ferry

Foto by VC Ferry

THE UNFINISHED LINE – by L. K. Thayer

Melancholy sand in the sleep eye of dawn,
restless wanderings in my mind as I envision thee
lying across my pillow, a tussle of hair against
your arms crossed.

Star crossed lovers catching not but one glimpse
except what lies upon the page. My thoughts churn
up magical rendezvous of bread and wine, of me
in white frills being taken at full force under the elms.

When will the missing puzzle be complete
When will my heart skip
When will we meet at last under a starry moon
embrace the flames of love that only time

can extinguish.

I ache for your lips upon my neck, sending shivers down
my legs, I take your salty flesh, tasting waves of your pleasure.
One call, one syllable, one murmur of your existence

knowing you are flesh and blood,
meeting my flesh and blood,

surging pulses race
across

the unfinished line.




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