Deprevation

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

running from the sun November 14, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 11:10

Warming
Loving rays
send the rats scurrying
to subterranean maze.

Nature provides,
man hides
and
corrupts to
terrorize and
control.

 

bending Her will,
not from ignorance but,
from fear.
a most terrible
and genius fear.

 

our fates
sealed,
unless…
unless we remember
how to Love.

 

unexpectedhappenchancekismeticfunckychicken November 1, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 16:31

and suddenly,
one wonders
how
a smile
has not always been
there…

 
I mean – here.

 
right
here,
deep in the heart of
me.

 
Thank you Universe.
now,
come dance.
come dance with
me.

 

Zenith October 25, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 06:45

below,
between blades of grass
and goose shit
are the dreams of yesteryear.

behind,
in the east,
Destiny’s scourge awaits,
illuminating time mispent.

the sins of inaction
and fear
sully all glory achieved.

and I sink.

to rise again?

 

Waiting October 23, 2018

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 20:37

Autumn’s soft moonbeams
tickle my eyes and
splash
across black skin.

 

 

 

beauteous, righteous
Horus-
without one houri.

 

 

 

planets and stars vie, but
my Moon swings
softly through the night sky
with a Queen’s grace,
seeking
me.

 

listen October 21, 2018

Filed under: MORE,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 20:12

silence calls to me
and
a gentle stirring
rolls
in my chest.

 

coy laughter
and a shy smile
harmonize quietly
in my surrender

 

lost in this symphony
of love
are memories
of sweet release.

 

my gorgeous Muse,
I’ve found you again
in my solitude.

 

summer’s end: letting go September 9, 2018

Filed under: EL,Poem,What it is — nomisyar @ 13:34

air ripe
with dragonfly
and pugnacious
blossom scent;
sun
rains
fiercely
upon my skin;

like the torch
borne for love
recently
departed:
not so gentle
will Summer
slip
into
Winter’s dark,
calming night.

 

Limes and Lemons September 2, 2018

Filed under: In Vino....,What it is — nomisyar @ 17:12

zest deez!

I hate zesting.

how is such a wonderful word like “zest” tied up and twisted with, arguably, the worst aspect of prepping a meal?

I really
hate
zesting.

!

 

 
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