he said, she said, stale-mates should try listening instead
~kat
Tag Archives: Poetry
Ominous – Manic Monday
candles
burning
feel
the beast
inside…
black stains
red light
lips praying
gonna get
your wish
close to
death
shall I beg?
let me love you
let me love
~kat~
For Manic Monday’s Three-Way Prompt – Prompt Word: Ominous/Photo: above/Song: Love You to Death by Type O Negative (See below with Black Out Text Bolded).
Love You to Death
by Type O Negative
In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breast
Her hips move and I can feel what they’re saying, swaying
They say the beast inside of me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get…
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you’re saying, praying
They say the beast inside of me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get…
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
Now close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I prove I mean what I‘m saying, begging
I say the beast inside me’s gonna get ya, get ya, get…
Let me love you too
Let me love you to death
Hey am I good enough
for you?
Hey am I good enough
for you?
Am I?
Am I?
Am I good enough
for you?
Songwriters: Peter Thomas Steele
Love You to Death lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
October 13-31 Poem #8
clusters of cumulus clouds bloom, raindrops to nimbus
~kat
Nerd alert…I’m wondering how many of you are kindred souls and get the full gist of this monostitch. 🧐🤨😉 if you took the time to look it up…kudos for you!
October 13-31 Poem #7
the simplest of pleasures are gifts beyond measure
~kat
Meet one of my muses. His name is Sebastian. ❤️
Lady of the Pines
For a dear friend who suggested there was a poem in this photo. This old tree sits a block over next to a small stream along the fence line of the coal rail yard. When I’m feeling stressed or sad or frustrated I walk my little dog by this tree. I don’t deserve such an amazing gift. The Lady of the Pine, as I like to call her, must know I need her.
Lady of the Pines
mantle of lush green
peering from the wounded
hollow of a great old tree
here to greet all passers by
weary from the fray, offering
hope and gentle healing
on this cloudy day
what say you oh gentle lady
to our troubled hearts
in a world fraught with hate
fractured families, torn apart
tenderly your intercessions
whisper on the breeze
soon the autumn frost will
kiss your rosary of leaves
sending them a-fluttering
to drape your tender feet
ever faithful you’ll remain
until next time we meet
~kat
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