Ponderable polemics, poetic

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love poem

  • Midway? All the way? (Love is… #39)

    Love is like a day at the county fair flashing neon, loud music, exotic sights, smells, sounds, enticements sensory overload You know you shouldn’t over indulge but you do and then you get sick but what a ride, oh what a ride! Faster! Faster! Faster! Up! Down! All around! Spinning! Dropping! Whirling! Faster! Faster! Spinning Read more

  • Morning coffee

    Saturday. Early, but not too. I bring her a cup of coffee the rich stuff, good stuff our special Saturday blend. She stirs gently, like the brew I set the mug on her nightstand Pheromones blend with aromatic Arabica Saturday morning alchemy dissolves into Saturday afternoon Read more

  • Sweetness

    Memories of you scamper through my psyche like ants over the sugar cubes in grandma’s summer sugar bowl Read more

  • Campfire poem #49

    A log of pine a mug of coffee and thou Omar, I am not.   – Mark L. Lucker © 2016 http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd Read more