Deprevation

sopping up the inspiration, creativity and beauty from life's dregs

Child’s Eye October 19, 2017

Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 08:16

look of
wonder
and
stares of amazement.

dewdrop freshness
found
in a world empty
of dissapointment
and knowing.

knowing
there is
nothing original
roiling inside
but the uniqueness
of
you.

Wide
Open
Trusting
Loving
&
Honest

can
i still
find
this magic inside
of me?

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Dues August 3, 2017

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 23:00

skinned knee
and tears tumble.
chipped tooth,
my guts rumble.

missed connections
&
unrequited affections.
i pause

..

.

frozen
in eternity.

yet,
i want,
i need,
i have,

You.

Now,
i ain’t lost no more.

 

Slightly Perfect July 11, 2017

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 17:45

Rain tumbles from above
seeking the kiss
of
flowering shrubs.

a candle beckons,
and,

a
hot cup of tea:

this,
our
cozy
summer’s eve.

 

MyMoonMakesMagic July 7, 2017

Filed under: MORE,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 21:48

slow and swift, she screeches haltingly across the purple black sky
oh,
oh my.
a beauty for the ages,
light
so
radiant and
demure.
She invites us to stare, and we are
lost in her charms.

 
She
Is
Gorgeous.

 
Midummer’s
moonlit
magical
maidens dance in the fury of
her calm
bewitching
way.
she
is
earth’s
radiant love for
you,
my child,
for you.

 

to work again July 3, 2017

Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 10:21

A pause –


from sliding
‘cross
wings of
expectation
finds me sitting,
and
sipping,

on an elixir
bitter with
the sweet purr
of hope-
patiently
yet
expediently
brewed
by
faerie muse.

a flame rekindled
inside my mind’s eye
phoenix reborn
only to die.

 

glimmer July 2, 2017

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 19:44

spark
filled
words
illuminate.

(or is that only the light of the screen?)

that familiar
rolling two-step
of two minds sparring;
duelling tongues –

merely surrogates for wary hearts.

embers building
&
growing
secure
in the warmth
of each other’s
soft
glow.

it
may just
be
safe
to
laugh again.

with you
in the
pocket of my smile.
and
with me,
curled snuggly
in the
starlight
of your eyes.

 

seasonal exhilaration April 27, 2017

Filed under: Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 12:24

spring comes
dripping
expectant
and
violent,
assaulting in an audacious
riotous cacophony
of sensory delight.

are
you
ready?

 

 
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