Category Archives: Rhymes (Some Silly)

Pour Me a Guinness

Merry Christmas Pour me a Guinness What, are you leaving before you finish? You bet, there are limits. But I’m gutted, my heart you diminish What do you want me to do? Grimace? Wordcount 33 Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing … Continue reading

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Vagrant Whispers

The fourth poem accepted by Whispers and Echoes—Tattered Remnants—is published today. Tattered remnants of desiccated leaves … See Whispers and Echoes for the rest of the poem Tattered Remnants was written in 2003 and posted on crimsonprose in my first … Continue reading

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Lost: My Mind

Down upon the woodland floor Amongst the toadstools thin and tall In wistful whispers for you, I call Seeking your invisible door Lost, my mind, in your enthral. I crawl and slither, worm and squirm Tear my hands on bloody … Continue reading

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Inspired Whispers

The third of my four poems to be accepted by Whispers and Echoes—Inspiration Called Today—is published today. Inspiration called today. You were not here, You’d gone away … See Whispers and Echoes for the full poem Inspiration Called Today was written in … Continue reading

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CCC#34: The Washer at the Ford

He saw a woman at the ford a wicker basket, hard ridged board but this, mid-summer, and cloudless sky the river at that ford ran dry. He heard the woman start to drone an ancient song with words unknown a … Continue reading

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They Misunderstood

Careless, they accused. But they misunderstood. Not careless, said I, and defiant, stood. Carefree. Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt 14 words: Carefree  

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The Ash-Maid’s Wizard Mother

From the long years of my life From the many studied charms Now at my death I have the answer To the tricks that she performed How she transformed the mice to men How she an invitation penned How she … Continue reading

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