Written, March 24, 2025
For Contest, Your Choice E sponsor, Brian Strand
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hands aegis
sculpting lullabies
cradling
warmed by
candlelight - wax
flesh
muscle
breath
zephyr
exhales
inaudible eulogies
exuding oxidation
of
turpentine
nectar
of
ebony &
onyx
varnishes in
liniment
to coddiwomple
fingers &
dactyls
tracking
ectoblastic
layers
labyrinth puddles
yen's fuel trigger
perspiring
bruised blooms
quivered reverberations
declining
blossom
obscured in
sunken strands
of
sprouts
&
burial site
effigy melting
Inside
silk gloves
Categories:
varnishes, analogy, courage,
Form: Other
To my favourite paint brush,
I love you
For weaving colours to my canvas life
I love you
For filling up every single areas of it
I love you
For reaching even to the delicate ones and accepts them
I love you
For your boldness; whos stroke varnishes every flaws I've made
I love you
For every blended emotions we've shared
I love you
For putting texture in everything we do together
And I love you even more
Over these past seven years
That for every detail I made,
I do it with you.
Categories:
varnishes, happiness, happy, heart, love,
Form: Free verse
STRANGERS AS LOVERS
She became strange as a stranger in a lovers boat
As the wind puffs power and gets stronger
Their relationship gets weaker
She finds fault in everything he does
She picks quarrel at every slightest opening
Yet the wind marches on with a vigor
That mirrors the minds of the disturbed
They hardly speak to each other again
They now opt for strange smiles
Over mind-bugging issues
He saw it coming from above
He questioned and queried the strangeness
Still lost, wandering and pondering in his thoughts
It all ran fast like a hare
Faster then they could ever dream of
Alter solemnization promise this varnishes
Prophecies of unparallel compatibility
And perfect matching wanes.
Why will he wait for seven years before she let go?
Why now, two months to end her tutelage
Why did she throw her rectitude of years in murky water?
Why did she stab with impunity all they’ve lived for?
Alayande Stephen T.
3.56am
19th May, 2007
Categories:
varnishes, confusion, life, lost love,
Form: Free verse