http://www.writerscafe.org/PoppySilver The original writings of author PoppySilver en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1369071433 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Because sometimes to be touched is to linger in softness. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1176112/ I think...NoI knowThat at that pointNature was my only salvationStrange how a weeping willowShall open its aura to the hurtWhere all else seems unattentiveShe...I will call her "she" for nowGave a kind soul lifeEven though since that life changing dayShe has never empathised with the painUncondition.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1171416/ There should be roses Of the most delicate whiteVibrant of redsGlorious of yellowsThere should be fires aglowOf the most passionate flamesCourageous salamanders To lure the distaste for life and watch it burnThere is one small compensation howeverLaughter...Laughter of four children in a circle"Catc.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1169168/ Your baby is quite disfiguredMiss Silver There seems to be no gender The presence only seems content when it is being fed metaphorOr A MinorShe bows her head with distant expressionIndeed, where there should be a faceThere are only scribbles of illegible handwritingWhere there should be a bodyThere .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1153842/ Soft...Softer than heaven embraced by a flower's songHis voice carries crescendo on a subtle breezeIt is not what is seenRather that which is notA caress of midsummer's dreamThrough rapture in syllablesSoft...Softer than the glisten of dewOn a spider's webHis words captivateIntricate threadsBreath o.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1153806/ Caramel...I would rather have vanillaCoffee is only a stallTo what we choose to mirrorOpposites seated with expectation in handAlways stir the flavourAnti-clockwiseLeaving pools of superstitionAmongst froth and steamThat blind the way forwardIf they do not dare to dream(c)2013 PoppySilverAll Rights .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1153801/ Sometimes...just sometimesIt is the feathered touch That awakens raw emotionThe simplest of touchesYet the most powerfulBecause within that tendernessOf a gentle stroke of opennessIs a chance to die peacefullyIn your armsNever regretting the rosesYou laid upon my want and needIn the crisis of a fina.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1153550/ Taken from my forthcoming album... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1152192/ Hi folks...I am currently working on my new spoken word poetry album, below is the link to follow for one of my new tracks called "Masterplan", which is still a work in progress. Anyhow, enjoy (hopefully).Click the link below to hear!"Masterplan"MasterplanSunshinefilters through pink musli.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1151824/ Cherry was her tasteStill lingers even on a mournful dayFor she offered me a biteOf her exploration through lifeWho was I to say no?Amidst sleetMetaphor cosyBeneath a blanket of snowI kept the stalkStone washed cleanTo.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1150529/ A collaboration with my dear friend here...Eclipsing Moon... http://www.writerscafe.org/lauryames http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1149625/ Beat..There goes another shadowDrumming on the pane of barriers placedAnd I ask myself why punishment's whisperIs always louder than rain(c)2013 PoppySilverhttp://poppysilver.weebly.com/index.html http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1149018/ There shall soon be power cuts And I wonder how many peopleRealise we are heading into another Ice AgeBut wait..Stun the knowledgeFor most do not careYet I would place bets on the eliteNot being coldTheir scales and corruptionShall keep them warm (c)2013 PoppySilverAll Rights Reserved http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1148519/ A Free Collaboration with the talented Writing Mojo here :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1118601/ http://poppysilver.weebly.com/index.html http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1118164/ Sweet child of Gaia's wombWhy do you not sleep?Because hormones rageI am a slave to desireIn ungodly hoursShe whispered to the nightBegged for it to hold herYet the sensation of her handBetween her thighsWas too .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1117626/ I meant to start the dayWith a kiss on your cheekAlas, the moment has led meTo linger on your fleshA taste so sweetI cannot sever contactMorningSexSurreal in its warmthI meant to start the dayWith a simple kissAlas, .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1117619/ A gentle glimpse of obscurityReleased the Princess from the towerSigh met with connectionDazzle of hopeBlinded faithResurrection formedAll in theArtOfLiving(c)2012 PoppySilver http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1093556/ Its okI told youYour face so wornPosture so tired I allowed you to crumbleInto me that nightAbsorbed both your sorrow and happinessYour body shuddered I remember thinkingIf death arrived for us at that mome.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1093249/ This is a collaboration with myself and Aidz here at WC.... http://www.writerscafe.org/Aidz http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1092945/ Cosmic loveCould not tame the wild dogI even left bread crumbsOn stoney pathYet he fledFar awayInto innocent forestWhere children's laughterEchoed through fertile soil(c)2012 PoppySilverAll Rights Reservedhttp://poppysilver.weebly.com/index.html http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1092800/ Crawl inside my bonesI whispered to the wormsBe the ribbons in my soiled hairTangled, like rootsDevour me with Medusa venomWhilst death unfolds his wings(c)2012 PoppySilverAll Rights Reservedhttp://poppysilver.weebly.com/index.html http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1092791/ I kissed youThen left you paused in the rainYour hands trembledHolding back the night Not everything can shine foreverI remember fate whisperedSlowly with head bowedI walked far from your sight Strange you never heard The requiem before that momentDecay is like a flurry of snowSometimes its di.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1092790/ Sunset painted over thighsAnd as I part my legsMy wall painted with sunriseI make this poemBoth landscape and portrait(c)2012 PoppySilver http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1091850/ A collaboration with the listed participants below here from WC - Merry Yuletide all :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1091742/ Out of all the bodies I could have downloaded intoI chose this perfect example of failureThere shall be no children born from my deformityNo lullabies will echo down cold corridorsOr fairytales be told in the dimming lightNo soft blanketsShall offer snug comfort to a newbornNor shall a familiar word.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1088054/ With venomI licked your woundsAddictive to the tasteI only tried to heal youAs you healed meExcept the transmutationLaid heavily in your heartThrough the fires of fateI saw only death(c)2012 PoppySilver http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1086528/ I lay the beast On frosted concreteSorrow the bundle was once calledAll things heal in timeIn time...Whilst the poignant factorDied with the beastRegretful on frozen groundI decorated the hurtDoll likePainted my face Doll faceWith colours of a clownDignity heals in timeIn time...(c)2012 PoppySilver http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1086443/ I would like to watchsnowflakes melt upon your skinthen quench this deep thirst.(c)2012  PoppySilver http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1086416/ I have awoken in what seems to be a place of mystical activity. There are ten beams of light dancing around me that all lead to different rooms. The first beam of light is red and leads me to a room that has an emperor seated upon a throne. He is a strange looking man, adorned in an or.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1085936/ Collaboration with the lovely Dream Weaver here :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1061555/ I took the paintbrushSwirled it inthe bloodMade apretty patternSigned withmy name An artist I am notNo whitehorses decorate the skinOf a womanFlawed Next I warmedthe bladeSlasheddreamsCreated ademonOn tornflesh.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1054168/ For Devon's Picture This Challenge http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1053702/ A collaboration with Eclipsing Moon at WC and myself :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1052216/ A fraction not known bestows a division, catapulted beyond the stars where seething constellations curse hours of dread. With only failing light, am I supposed to recollect the beauty of the universe in degrading compromise of sheltering this hurt? CreativityNumbed, cannot expel the p.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1052037/ Arms ache fromBitter days of emptinessCurl beside meDesign destiny on bare fleshEntertain the angel withinForget the demonGnawing at the centreHissing, longing to claim meIsolate the tragedy that beats within my heartJagged are the seams whereKarma weaves only sombre dreamsLigh.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1052027/ Four hours What could wallsPossibly voice to youFor such an amount of time FourPainfulOutstretched hoursOn a regular basis I have come to realiseIt was not the holes in those wallsThings thrown Or the fact you liked to adornMy lingerie more than I It was the silenceColdElongated Silence .. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1047556/ Spoken word...taken from my spoken word album "Welcome to Dajjal". Available through ITUNES, Amazon MP3 and Reverbnation. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1047203/ I sent a heart shaped stone To your heartWrapped in paper and autumn leavesOf the most vibrant coloursBlushed red and free from the disease Of judgementSo many fall prey toOr dreadWhat has happened to the stone?Bound in well wishesAbsorbing moments spentOr to comeDid it simply find a new homeSuffoca.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1046750/ No amount of exploration Could ever address the senses Completely Aura must be swam through As if it were the ocean Electrified by storm Body must be touched As if skin were made of icicles Ready to melt at the slightest contact Porcel.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1046700/ Collaboration with Muse, Eclipsing-blue and myself... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1045060/ Betrayal has the taste of iron upon my lipsEach drop of blood shall forever symbolise The kiss of JudasRetained where words have been silencedAttrition of meaning only leaves metaphor to be deciphered in deformityYesterday's fall will never be today's resurrectionA vision has become nothing more tha.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1045054/ Collaboration with Muse and Eclipsing Moon-blue http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1045036/ I came hereIn the hopeThat salty airWould purify madnessNo words escapedPurple ink scrawledLoneliness and uncertaintyAnother page turnedTo remain blankI came hereIn the hopeThat salty airWould purify madnessDid it?Only the strandedLonely seashell knows©.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1022427/ For a challenge... http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1022400/ 197…Something or otherDaughter baptised by 2 p.m.Held hostage by moon in Virgo197…Something or otherMan became fatherPie explosionMicrowave obliteratedIn with a bangOut with mother’s screams197…Something or otherWas the d.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1020110/ Already there is a chill to the airEven flowers of purple and orange feel the presence of LammasGoddess is giving birth People are reaping her bountyWith minimal gratitudeAs moon waxes Prepares to illuminate with full lightLife has taken unexpected directionIn the space of a few washed.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1020023/ Because at the time it was needed :) http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1020013/ Dreams sleep under your skinFrozen with pictures of the pastAs words are better left unsaidAnd a whisper closes a doorBeyond the varnishSubtle gestures implore a touchOver ice and starlightWelcoming a kiss from a strangerSo we can bring tears to thehorizon.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1007968/ A mermaid’s world is to know secrets that no mortal being would knowIt is to communicate with shadows amidst waxing wavesThat no soul would dare to approachHer natural curves sighed with vibrant warmth from salty whispers of the wombA gentle breeze curled itself around her graceful e.. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/PoppySilver/1005104/