“Halos of a Thousand Lashes”
Sweet dreams
for runnaway children
looking for nursery rhymes
a sweet balm comes to mind
fairy songs sung
to close their eyes
fluttering a thousand lashes
like angels wings
hearts wear thorny crowns
for halos seeking home
opening arms
shooting cupids arrows
across the universe
for better tomorrows
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
gvlm
"Across the Universe"/Evanescence
https://youtu.be/l4nwKQrne0s
"Jai guru deva om..."
bright yellow lashes
embellish enormous eye-
sunflower beauty
August 23, 2020
Premiere Contest: Haiku- Color With Alliteration
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
MIGHT THIS PLEASE SIR?
4 CUPS OF STRAWBERRIES
1 CUP OF THINLY SLICED RHUBARB
2 CUPS OF STRAWBERRY CHAMPAGNE
1 & 1/2 CUP OF WATERMELON CHAMPAGNE
3 CUPS OF SUGAR
1/4 CUP OF LEMON JUICE = 2 TABLESPOONS OF CORNSTARCH
5 TABLESPOONS OF CHOPPED MINT
MAKE A SYRUP WITH SUGAR ADD CHAMPAGNE (BOTH)
ALLOW TO SIMMER UNTIL THE MIXTURE THICKENS.
ADD LEMON JUICE AND MINT
WHEN MIXTURE IS THICKENED ADD STRAWBERRIES AND RHUBARB
ALLOW TO COOL.
IN A SWALLOW OVAL SHAPED DISH OR A CHAMPAGNE FLUTE
ADD A FEW SLICES OF POUND CAKE
TOP WITH STRAWBERRIES AND RHUBARB AND TOP WITH WHIPPED CREAM
SERVE WITH SOME CHAMPAGNE AND ENJOY!
lashes
of
love
who's
going to
shave
my
eyelashes
this time
dropping
in
on
lashes of love
?
From life you chose to disappear
Yielding to waves that lured you in
Never knowing what could have been
Each day I'm haunted by grim fear
Anguished by the most dreadful thought ~
What had I done to break your heart
My lashes tether to each tear
When the sun slips into the sea
I cry, wishing it could be me
I miss you so, my love, my dear
I ache day and night, all alone
My fate, a visage I bemoan
Oh, how I yearn to hold you near
Like the sun, I shall slink away
to rest in your arms 'neath the bay
From life you chose to disappear
Each day I'm haunted by grim fear
My lashes tether to each tear
I miss you so, my love, my dear
Oh how I yearn to hold you near
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NOT WRITTEN FOR ANY CONTEST
lashes leaning
wanna see it
again
shake
your head
?
Lured
by her
lush lashes,
forever thralled.
Snared!
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(C) John C Michaels, April 2017
Inspired by the "Form L - Lanterne" contest sponsored by Broken Wings.
Bags and Lashes, the things we do
To make them love us, to make them woo
Bright colors red lips Large swaying hips
Does he like me? Maybe not. Maybe so.
My bag and lashes will let me know.
lashes dress cheeks
tickling the surface of desire
sandlewood scent
What if lighting were red and the sky the
purest white........he thought.
He was used by the pace of life.....the pace of NOTHING
He stared at his hands...the cuts over the knuckles,
Slices over the palms.
His hands looked like the back of a man
who received 40 lashes across his back
from a condemned ship sailing the High seas.
Today it was all about pain and the release
of being the one reliable witness to this penance.
I have done well with words for so many years
Perhaps a pepper of deadly
You never came to me. . . and you did
So let’s just you and me
You and me. . . me and me you
Here’s the jist. . . a me and me you
Doing what we both have done
Ain’t no worry for words now that we’ve gone
Far
I miss you on certain days
And I collect you on other. . . somes
While you never cared for everyone
I batted my lashes crazy over you
Fragile bars of jet black, frame, reclaim
fallen foe ‘pon fair cheek tamed.
The scratch and sting of those misplaced
whilst rubbing palm on grimaced face
Upturned emphasis of souls delight,
caressed by tongue kisses in candlelight,
protector of twin orbs rare
shadow of all solar glare
eye lashes.
Masculine female
with little splats of femme
I like the boy in you
It's what got my attention
but your heart beats
purely feminine
your so unique
I I think I need a vitamin
to handle a dose of you and me
such intensity rarely exists
in the heterosexual world
I'll be your girl if you'll be
my girl.
you have little distinct features
that makes you irresistible
Cap on backwards
but your lashes are curled up
It's like the best of both worlds
and I am a sucker
she let you go
so now it's me you
should pucker up for.
Under my trouser
I never wear underwear
but the Judge
penalised me forty lashes
publically in a public place.
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