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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Spring

By Denise Carruthers / 2nd March, 2019

Today I am all tree, the withering leaf, the letting go. My breath is a swallow My reach, the sky & yesterday rooted in history. Wherever love scents my branches,…

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Scent

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd February, 2019

After awhile she sorted the clothing. That’s where she found him, as if he’d waited there, to be unpacked His last possessions, an old worn singlet once close to his…

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So in love

By Denise Carruthers / 20th February, 2019

Measure love by the length of her longing. In yearning years her pillow dreams. By stitching clouds & patchy rain, she keeps the comfort of the sky. The moon can’t…

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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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Be not too hard…

By Denise Carruthers / 24th January, 2019

Softly impressionable, pliable. Willing to please, my love is like a bough. A willow’s whim bending only so far. Touch me as I bloom with your tenderness. My heart belongs…

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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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Love

By Denise Carruthers / 16th December, 2018

Love does not know the color of the sun nor why wind fathoms or floes of water. It only feels and feeling so, accepts the slow rise of its dawning.

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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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Love flowers

By Denise Carruthers / 20th June, 2018

~I have been waiting~ ~My garden planted with dreams~ ~But Impatiens blooms~   ? American Meadows

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Thank you

By Denise Carruthers / 17th June, 2018

It happened that I found a friend,  when a friend was exactly what I needed. This is dedicated to him; Found me a shelter a standing rock & he’s the…

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Love you to bits

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd May, 2018

The spaces between us No walls without flaws Only adore

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Gathering mourn

By Denise Carruthers / 17th May, 2018

Early eerie fog Gathering pace tic tic Still life painted far from sleep Dark without How quiet sounds interminable Metronome of murmured silence tic tic Grief is her companion, Ghosts…

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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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broken highway

By Denise Carruthers / 3rd May, 2018

Still & breathless against the tree. By the shiver of the leaves she knew. Dark had followed. Her sighs send silent prayer. For yellow bird who sang the sun. Who…

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The loneliest whale

By Denise Carruthers / 30th April, 2018

30 #NaPoWriMo 52 on a sea of sound waves High & apart A mourn for love To ride the seas To be my one & only I’m calling since the…

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Then there was light

By Denise Carruthers / 29th April, 2018

29 #NaPoWriMo Sin of serpent’s spit & spent Fermented apple came insider her Ensuing laugh that fractured night Broken waters take her breath Then, a light burble Compensation for the…

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postcard sentiment

By Denise Carruthers / 28th April, 2018

28 #NaProWriMo Pity the picture in his mind A hastily written postcard Scant sentiment that leaves him wondering If all love comes slippery Scrawls and scribbles for his heart Does…

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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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