Writing

Rowboat dreams

By Denise Carruthers / 15th April, 2018

14 #NaPoWriMo The Rowboat A brain in dreams Life passengers Taken for a ride  Personalities change seats But who controls the oars Much argument Manipulation Some irresponsible Wild want waterfalls…

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Once upon a time

By Denise Carruthers / 14th April, 2018

once upon a time a blossoming girl fell to sleep and in the wake of a woman an old lady dreams of a journey, her childhood forgotten, a faded song…

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a little voice told me…

By Denise Carruthers / 10th April, 2018

9 #NaPoWriMo “Hello” he said, “We live inside your head, from another dimension, caught in the tendrils of your brain. If you would please sneeze; it’d give us wings, you’d…

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Multitask

By Denise Carruthers / 8th April, 2018

once upon a time there was a lonely octopus, with nothing to do and no one to do it with. Wanting a friend, needing a hand – but they were rare, …

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Scent of Joy

By Denise Carruthers / 6th April, 2018

A scent of joy The sweet aroma Of coming home

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A Half-light hemisphere

By Denise Carruthers / 4th April, 2018

Her earthly life, A half light, the hemisphere between yesterday and heaven. She’s living,  but only in her dreams to slumbering & so to heal. This readying of her soul.…

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Hands of love

By Denise Carruthers / 2nd April, 2018

Kiss me But let your lips linger Below, above, wherever wings Life takes Yet stay by me Let our heartbeat time & rhythm We are the instruments of us Make…

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Secret of the Easter Bunny

By Denise Carruthers / 2nd April, 2018

I’ll tell you a secret There’s about as much chance Of an egg or Easter bunny As money, growing on trees Find my own rarebit Cooked my own way Melting…

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my poetic love

By Denise Carruthers / 9th March, 2018

He’s part man part poetry & leaves on mottled wings Made him a need of flying That he must be free to go To come to her as midnight dreams…

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Folded Feelings

By Denise Carruthers / 18th February, 2018

In an old drawer Not just any old But cupboard bare Wherein lies a skeleton Misplaced for love My folded feelings Further from the light The dust is ready Dead…

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Solitude

By Denise Carruthers / 18th February, 2018

It’s kookaburras meet cockatoos n screech n squawk n crackle loudly like mothers calling, children crying, roiling storms and wails of worry. The clamorous cacophony of endless noise .. leads…

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Who knows how she fell

By Denise Carruthers / 17th February, 2018

She didn’t want to find the known To follow in the way Footprints fade to one who flies Sands scattered by the coming tides Let steady fish find fact in…

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the last laugh

By Denise Carruthers / 16th February, 2018

Here lies a poet. Hooked up to various machines. Telling her heart in blips and pings. Giving wings to endless dreams. The last writes.

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Skating on thin ice

By Denise Carruthers / 16th February, 2018

Black ice reflects her mood So close to cracking from his heat As warmth inside her roils She is cool to his clime A lofty mountain, an ecstasy At the…

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Wishes

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2018

The other side of midnight Holds visible stars Half a world away And I am wishing That once upon My fallen dream A dark knight rises The knock upon the…

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Midnight muse

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2018

I’m maundering mud. Upon this commonplace. she happens. Not brown study muse. Awe of aboriginal. But Nubian ebony, Flows with whispers, Starry night. She’s beyond beautiful Arrested & bewitched, My…

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Amethyst beads

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2018

Misty clouds in amethyst Beads of moisture Droplets Sigh The rose has blue hints First blush reveals Her nakedness She’s simply sunlight

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King of Crows

By Denise Carruthers / 15th February, 2018

The king of crows. Poe’s raven rambling. Night was as long as a darkened sky & birds flew east while south wind shouted; What cannot fly must return his feathers.…

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Love spells recipe

By Denise Carruthers / 8th February, 2018

How to make love From the darkness Take time Add a sprinkling of dreams Into the mix from the way we fall The daze A rise of mornings To sweetness…

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Riddle me

By Denise Carruthers / 5th February, 2018

Mother listen What fathom ye. T’is riddle or rhyme In this, a tale of mystery; Seventeen fingers. Fours hands high. A one armed man, Left hanging by the middle one.…

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