“I sniff the soil for to-be blooms
and spring-dream of petrichor.”
~ Magaly Guerrero
I’ve been bathing in warm words, dancing to lines that grab the hips, weeping with stanzas that squeeze the soul. These past week has been for poetic words: humorous, gut-ripping, sensual, dark sprinkled with deeper darkness that looks a lot like light; and there has been remembrance and romantic love… plus a bit about dying, followed by the bliss of rebirth (from a kind of living that read very much like death).
Poetry has told stories at my main blog and at the cyber homes of those participating in NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015. Below… links to the yum, plus quotes to two poems and a bit of sparkle that caught my eye. Read on, my Wicked Luvs… and I’ll write. ♥
Happenings at my main blog (in reverse chronological order)
- “Sister to Storm to Dirt to Flame, a Laila Flynn poem”
Wicked Darlings’ Deeds
- “Slash in Silken Iris”, by Rommy Driks: I was taken by the imagery-rich language.
“This gash could have been avoided
had someone been a bit more compliant”
- “Church Bells”, by Sharon Rawson: The Delicious pacing and suspense did me in.
captured the wind and plowed
a path through the land”
- “Floral Faerie Necklace and Earrings Set”, by Eliora: They make me think of spring…
“One-of-a-Kind… a delicate silvery Faerie plays among lovely pastel-hued… The antique Tibetan Silver charms and premium acrylic blossoms, in shades of pink, yellow, white. fuchsia, blue and violet, with glass pearl centers gives a look of elegance to the set. Green glass and Tibetan silver leaves complete the design.”