milk and honey

he stays quiet, hidden by the shadows of her garden

and he watches this woman, this gorgeous goddess

peach and pink and petal soft in her unabashed nakedness

as she dances to welcome the new day

he stares transfixed

as she smears golden honey on her smooth bare skin

amber droplets clinging and glistening in the sunlight

he stifles the small animal noises that come unbidden

as she lowers herself in a bath of cool milk

he thinks how strange, yet also luxurious and enticing

he wants to go to her, to be nearer to her

yet he dares not disturb her or make his presence known

instead he whispers his words of want and worship to the wind

he is sure she will hear them when she is ready.

 

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

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new day

only the night bore witness

and today is a new day

 

 

~Melanie Thomason

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linger – a haiku

your words lingering

as smoke in an enclosed room

cause my eyes to tear

~Melanie Thomason

 

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Somehow it is May

I don’t know where the time has gone.  It’s been ages since I’ve posted one word on my poor neglected blog and even longer since I have visited any of you.  Life has been, well life… and you all know how that goes.

So I’m not here to make any promises of writing or visiting regularly because who knows what will be thrown at me next but IF anyone is still following…or hell… even interested at this point, just letting you know I’m still alive.

Time is a slippery thing

hard to get a firm grasp on it

sometimes it flies by

as if being chased

by a bear

on fire

other times it feels like days have passed 

yet your watch’s face reflects a mere five minutes since last you looked

~Melanie Thomason

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grating

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I’ve dislocated every joint

my blood does not flow freely

through kinked and ruptured veins

·

I’m so sorry to disappoint

it hasn’t proven easy

nor is it without pains

·

to grate away

necrotic flesh

to save what’s left

and start afresh

~Melanie Thomason

 

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gasp

 

i have so much to say

yet my throat cramps

my vocal chords seize

choking back the words

before they can escape

i try to force a smile

to hide my obvious discomfort

take a deep breath and try again

but when i open my mouth to speak

my teeth fall out instead of words

i don’t know what that means

except that now

my bite and my bark

are ineffective

~Melanie Thomason

 

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petrified

oh i have reasons

some are even justified

i’m sure you’d agree

·

have excuses too

but those can be brushed aside

fairly easily

·

so why do i find

ink in my pen petrified

halting poetry?

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

 

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nothing else matters

I’ve looked at life

from both sides now

been tangled up in blue

and still,

my dear,

some-how

the only truth

I know

is you

 

~Melanie Thomason

*Apologies and thanks for “borrowed” lines from Metallica,  Joni Mitchell,  Bob Dylan, & Simon and Garfunkel

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