Military brat from the Vietnam era, all grown up. Twice-divorced, mom of 2 adults, living alone with a catling. Long-distance relationship, madly in middle-aged love. more »
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Angela Dodge Poems
Six Cantos Of C
1.) i am waiting for the next time i can watch you sleep
Colours To Me
since i was small blue was the bomb the best colour EVER and the same as my eyes
i am lying in the bright reflected glow from snow shining through my window and reminiscing on the pictures on my walls in my bedroom
Once upon a time sure sounded good i loved you, you used me, i never understood. but that's okay because: i know how to love
Walking in the twilight woods The shadows rippling through the leaves Tripping down the path to the glen Hearing the wind rustling wheat sheaves
The call of the bird awakens me Though I was not asleep I want to be outside but it is Warm here in my keep
Some nights, some nights I stay up too late I drink too much I find myself writing in the dark
The ringing begins, the builders, they breathe- Exhaling a low thrumming sound The stones begin to rustle like leaves Slowly twirling up, off the ground
Peering through a humid curtain Feeling as if I could wring the air And squeeze out drops of water
We are stacked on top of one another Little cubicles of home and hearth Absorbing the heat and aura, The odor and essence
Sleek and shiny, Slippery little slinky With her smoke-coloured face Giving rough kisses on your nose
I exorcise my demons with words Daily, I write and write I discard and I write again Words are powerful talismans
dangerous days are up ahead possibly already here I watch you from a distance I call you to come a bit near
Mandalas Around and 'round we go Dipping and weaving Fast then slow
Comments about Angela Dodge
Six Cantos Of C
i am waiting for the next time
i can watch you sleep
with tiny beads of sweat on your brow
from the passionate tasting
and thrusting of the hours past...
and smell you sweet breath
and feel your warm skin
and run my hands along you while you sleep,
stirring you to life
while letting you dream...
and kissing your ear as you softly snore
and waiting for you to wake again
and taking you in my mouth
first thing in the morning
and having you slide into me like silken steel.
in a world of unexpected twists and bends, ...