Writing

Dark knight

By Denise Carruthers / 9th March, 2019

Let the dark speak its comfort in the arms of the night. Gallant whispers lay the cape covering my fright. Be the hush of quiet Genteel be the hands that…

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sing me my child

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2019

I will sing my child a song of flowers. I will weave her a lei to wear in dreams. I will lay her down in a garden bed. open her…

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Lavender

By Denise Carruthers / 24th January, 2019

Find me love where the boysenberry plays & girls with posies of purple iris. Look below the Jacaranda flowers. There I’ll be Waiting for some lavender for feeling blossoms. &…

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My Prince

By Denise Carruthers / 29th August, 2018

One day my prince will come Will he expect me to obey Swap my wild for security Bonds are meant to be broken As dinner is meant to be eaten…

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psalm love

By Denise Carruthers / 20th July, 2018

Wrap her prayers A magic ribbon to tie the light A Möbius amoeba in the sea of dementia Knot not knotted an unraveling thread Which she held in her palm…

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Ballet.

By Denise Carruthers / 23rd June, 2018

The ink fills her reeds. Dangles deep in her dark pasta. Her bellyful and aching from La Bayadère. No more Minkus, She craves the sweet straws, the strings of Schubert.…

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Nefelibata

By Denise Carruthers / 9th June, 2018

Let me tell you the tale of Nefelibata How long ago she was still & bound to earth Her roots ground and thoughts in marsh grasses Her shadows long as…

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THE SONG

By Denise Carruthers / 4th June, 2018

and then she sang, a pale watery sound to be sure but the mountain heard & echoed it along the valley. The wind picked her song for the stones in…

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Island

By Denise Carruthers / 31st May, 2018

Fey feelings, tendrils of memory, twitches in time. An island risen from the ocean. Wherefore no life, no mountain & no tree. They summoned her & in the echoes of…

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Melancholy nights

By Denise Carruthers / 14th May, 2018

Please, don’t let it be an eerie place. Let bluebells ring unto the night Close the snows of winter past Perhaps, the silver moon will beam across the lake to…

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Fever

By Denise Carruthers / 11th May, 2018

Night comes seeking cold, Lays over me, taking my breath. I wake in the River and my dreams have drowned.

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Recipe for sex

By Denise Carruthers / 6th May, 2018

Recipe for sex yes yes yes beaten pounded keep it in the kitchen unbound apron strings make it on the table take it up a notch whip appeal stirring slowly…

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Black Cat

By Denise Carruthers / 4th May, 2018

#UnspokenFears Mad indeed would I be to expect belief and yet you see me here before you bound by such insanity. Pussy lives below but cries at the door. To…

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NonSense

By Denise Carruthers / 26th April, 2018

26 #NaPoWriMo NonSense Somebody or nobody everywhere & nowhere only memory to guide this darkness He Noticed sound or rather lack of it In silence was an echo Seeing blackness…

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Come to me

By Denise Carruthers / 24th April, 2018

Blow,  blow ye soft winds of time. Take me,  but gentle now,  along the lane; A tender tread,  to touch my memory Bring me the past wrapped in you. A…

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Twisted Time

By Denise Carruthers / 24th April, 2018

The beginning of the past A child’s vision hangs The youth fashioning the knot That young adult refines Repeatedly over and again Became twisted became regret But as time teaches…

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The Impossible

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd April, 2018

22 #NaPoWriMo #haiku It’s impossible The sun can’t rise in the west We be drinking moonshine

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Narcissus Dreaming

By Denise Carruthers / 21st April, 2018

21 #naPoWriMo At wit’s end Deep falls desperate Over the edge To the well of Narcissus She sees a flower Its face like her own Yet ripples form wrinkles &…

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The journey

By Denise Carruthers / 19th April, 2018

19 #NaPoWriMo Thru an arch of twining roses To a place Stone gargoyles guard The path oft trod Lulls my senses Till darkness shapes & forms a stranger Calls the…

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The secret of words

By Denise Carruthers / 16th April, 2018

16 #NapoWriMo I like to play with words To find the secret of their meaning Like the surprises in homonyms and I really smile at the double entendre I like…

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