NAPOWRIMO Day 9: Hidden Beach In Banderas Bay My daughter visited me in Puerto Vallarta today. She is 27-years-old, 5' 6", a size two, largely beautiful in every way. We sailed to the Marietta's small hidden beach in the Banderas Bay. We saw grey whales breaching and blowing their spout, and dolphins wanting to play. ~Just L … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 9: Hidden Beach in Banderas Bay
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NAPOWRIMO Day 7: I Blow It Also
NAPOWRIMO Day 7: I Blow It Also I do not blame you for your emotional state. I, too, feel strongly. It is what makes me both powerful and relatable. You need not be ashamed about having a difficult time dealing with your emotions. You are not holding anyone but yourself responsible. You are so kind … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 7: I Blow It Also
NAPOWRIMO Day 5: Little Portraits of Everyday Life
NAPOWRIMO Day 5: Little Portraits of Everyday Life Give us little portraits of everyday life. Let our prayers transcend the world. Light us and the fire will rise to the heavens. We arrive at your altar. At your beckoning. We arrive at your masterful feet. At that place that is no longer of the world. … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 5: Little Portraits of Everyday Life
NAPOWRIMO Day 4: Love’s Seasons
NAPOWRIMO Day 4: Love's Seasons It feels like walking through the Willamette National Forest on a winter day, each snow-laden branch forms a white cathedral of trees that surround you, serene and breathtaking. It feels warm on your skin like when you are roasting marshmallows in a roaring fire on a crisp fall day at … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 4: Love’s Seasons
NAPOWRIMO Day 3: Prosciutto Bandits
NAPOWRIMO Day 3: Prosciutto Bandits Hold me closer Tony Danza The reason I breed is you I want you to take me like a beef in the night I’m just a girl/A little hungry Christ had toast/ Christ had toast Your lemonade stand is hard to keep clean Hell if I know/I’m a skater/a burrito … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 3: Prosciutto Bandits
NAPOWRIMO Day 2: Voices In Our Heads
NAPOWRIMO Day 2: Voices In Our Heads Him: I climb atop your graceful curves My ebony dreads tease your skin Like a swinging bridge Carrying dreams to fruition Her: I reach down and kiss your mouth My blonde tresses brush your face Like an automatic car wash Cleansing every dirty trace Their hair: You are … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 2: Voices In Our Heads
NAPOWRIMO Day 1: Secret Shame or Secret Pleasure?
NAPOWRIMO Day 1: Secret Shame or Secret Pleasure? Hallmark movie marathon Everyone else long gone M&Ms, Red Vines A glass of white wine Girl disquliifes boy Discovers he’s the one Happily ever after Gets me every time. ~Just L (April 1, 2018) Author’s Note: NaPoWriMo Prompt - Secret Shame or Secret Pleasure NaPoWriMo
Genius!
The genius of the talented kisser Is displayed in the creativity Of the miss or the mister. Is producing a brilliant swoon the product of natural ability Cleverly sending one over the moon? Can it be brains over artistry Where a fine mind and wisdom Makes one pucker a delicious faculty? Or is it less than scientific … Continue reading Genius!
Downsized
It used to be so stylish and large And have everything but the kitchen sink As if I expected to be a contestant on "Let's Make a Deal" As I aged I found I didn't need the bag de la barge My needs had become much more succinct Gold lining that match the zippers and … Continue reading Downsized
Marginalia
Before you think manuscript writing must've been tedious; For monks to manifest in the margins a man riding a penis; Well, I often pen love and romantic poetry, if you please; And I'd probably doodle phallic shapes if I were a better artiste. ~Just L (NaPoWriMo, April 24, 2017) http://www.napowrimo.net/ Prompt: Ekphrasis on the marginalia … Continue reading Marginalia
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