Ink Empress Poet Free verse

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Acoustic Shadows

we long for rain
when the sun sabotages the silence,
suffocating the calm of skies ~
as breeze stays not where it should…

~   warmth feels near,  until it isn’t  ~

kissing the seas
in ripples of rose-ritual highs…

while these eyes…
keep searching,
wanting,
your flame beyond the skin of soul,
that tickles thought through
the tremors of time, O time ~
shifting what is known into uncertainty…

succumb to my musk of softness
when dreams refuse to listen,
and touch becomes distant, 
melt into my pulse,
warm, woven lies,
taste this fall, evermore…

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JC Brul May 15, 2026 at 2:23 PM Brilliant! "When dreams refuse to listen and touch becomes distant" Oh no! How to handle that? Only a bleeding ink can, I deem. Stay shining Inky ^___^ JCB

Paige Hind May 4, 2026 at 6:11 PM "as breeze stays not where it should… ~ warmth feels near, until it isn’t ~" powerful and evocative

Victor Buhagiar April 27, 2026 at 2:11 AM A lyrical poem that explores the longing, the fluidity of time, and the tension between physical reality and emotional desire. Your imagery is fabulous. I cannot help but admire your poems.

Daniel Henry Rodgers April 26, 2026 at 9:34 AM Dear Empress, you cracked me up a little with how perfectly you nailed it. And oh yes, how I just love your portrayal of longing as a shifting weather pattern. A place where warmth, presence, and connection in and out of reach, leaving me suspended between desire, uncertainty, and the painful passage of time. I think the heartbeat under elevates to my FAV! Blessings, Dear Empress, Daniel

Hilda Greenhough April 25, 2026 at 10:32 PM A beautiful poem. Time is one of the least understood facets of physics. Your poem opens a door.

Justin Bordner April 25, 2026 at 12:57 PM This poem is beautifully sage Poetess...J.A.B.

Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh April 24, 2026 at 11:15 PM Missing someone but feel their echo everywhere.....better a false sense sense of closeness than feel nothing at all.Very beautiful.

Joseph P. DiMino April 24, 2026 at 10:36 PM "succumb to my musk of softness when dreams refuse to listen, and touch becomes distant," -- Love that. Very enchanting. Well done, Empress.

Laurentine G April 24, 2026 at 8:28 AM There's me admiring the restraint in such words as rose-ritual highs (beautiful btw) not realising pants are flying off haha! Beautiful take on the prompt - reads like a held breath whilst suspended in the air taking in beauty whilst being careful not to risk disturbing it. Good luck in the contest :) Ink Empress April 24, 2026 at 9:09 AM Same! its millennial humor too haha! Well f buddies sound great! I call my closest friends funny names too! If im being polite to someone that means they arent close enough! I like ppl with good sense of humor! Thats why u are my bff! Plus u are so sensible and smart! Honestly! Like no other! Hahaha anyway back to the poem! (Waiting) hahah Laurentine G April 24, 2026 at 8:42 AM Yes it's definitely funnier when well versed in Lionesses humour and family connection to you. I have friends that joke like this - it's top tier humour to me haha - aww bff - cute! (Trying to think of pants synonyms beginning with f now - buddies flying flares!) Ink Empress April 24, 2026 at 8:32 AM Hahaha now if only soupers are aware of the fact that she ~ the crazy lioness is my cousin! Hahha we joke around like that always! Your comment made me laugh! Yes dont disturb this space! Its restricted ! Im waiting … lolol watever that means even! Hahah ! I tried not using too much alliteration etc as its for craigszys contest. Sending you light always my bff :D

Lioness Onpaper April 24, 2026 at 6:05 AM we long for rain when the sun sabotages the silence, suffocating the calm of skies ~ mmmmm that whole line !!! Took my breath away papi!!! searching, wanting, your flame beyond the skin of soul,… this is why I love u papi… you make my heart tingle!! The whole last stenza is mmmmmm! when dreams refuse to listen,ooooo touch becomes distant, dayuuum! melt into my pulse, warm, woven lies, taste this fall, evermore…my pants have officially dropped !!! Ink Empress April 24, 2026 at 6:12 AM Hahahaahaha no words for u! How are u my cousin? Honestly i know. We are all crazies in d fam and all over! Thank u papi

Robert James Liguori April 24, 2026 at 4:41 AM Clever and fascinating write; amazingly done. I very much enjoyed reading this poem. Ink Empress April 24, 2026 at 4:51 AM Thank you for always being so consistent with your support! Im so grateful! I was just inspired to write for this prompt. It maybe a bit of a riddle for some. Sending you light always dear Robert. Stay well.