The feelings simmer as
Words begin to bubble
Mixing as they begin
To boil, the tension rises
Heat gets hotter
Rushing quicker, faster
Pressure building –
Boiling point
Tag poetry
Flip Flop Hip Hop
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Flip Flop.”
Flip flop
Hip hop
When you want to
Kiss me, I will not
Allow it
When I want to
Love you, you will not
Allow it
When you want to
When I want to
We will both
Allow it
Flip flop
Hip hop
*playing with words*
Selfish Prayer
I heard a soul
Pray for another
And I silently wished
That another
Could pray for me
Brewed
I steeped a cup of tea
I steeped it very light
And when I had a taste
It tasted, oh so, right!
Forgiveness
I was so mad
At you
I could not speak
Or type
Or write
So I fell asleep
When I awoke
My heart felt soft
And I was not mad
At you
Anymore
Coffee-Maker Reqd
I made a mug of coffee
I made it very strong
But when I took a sip
It tasted, oh so, wrong
Self-Respect
For every wrong thing you did
For every unkind word
I made an excuse
For you
It took awhile for me
To realize
I really do
Love myself more
Naked Reality
Last night you kissed me
And caressed me and undressed me
I was the most beautiful woman in the world
This morning
You do not know me
Caress
I felt a touch around my waist
I turned to feel your lips on mine
Gently, as you pulled me into you
Midnight
It was so cold that I needed you to lie beside me, warning me as you did
I fell asleep on a night too young
Only to be awakened by the sound of
Your breathing and the comfort of
Soft falling rain, it is midnight and
I am awake
