In Bondage #poetry #oneshotwednesday

I cannot use

words to express

no rhyme no reason

so sad

I confess

**

For I have sworn

duly so

to not reveal my heart

but this you

know

***

Were I able

I’d sing a song

dance in the moonlight

all night

long

***

In our eyes

there’d be no trace

in sorrow

or sadness

there is no place

***

Gladness and laughter

would fill each line

spilling in verse

no sense

of time

*

But I am speechless

yes it is so

for I am bound

from romance

sad –  I know

Michelangelo is my favorite sculptor. This piece (one of the captive series)  has so much feeling.

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Thanks to Creative Commons for the photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/grahamandsheila/314328717

The Man of Stone #flashfiction

That look  of his takes my breath away

the strong silent type they always say-

“seems to know more. “

Then what’s  in store?

That  man with the gaze

I’ll have to go aways

to hear the words I long to hear

“come close hold me dear”

though a man of stone

I am never alone

Another week of 55ing with the man who is no stone but rather the host from coast to coast. Join us as we ply our trade with a few words.  55 Friday Flash Fiction