The Artful Dodger/Poetry

    The Artful Dodger Pain, Pain, go away, she sees you lurking there, just around the corner of her fortress.   She is too swift for your cruel intentions, as she slips  into the shadows  of anonymity.   Clever girl learns to smile. So brilliant, the brave farce of tranquil abundant peace she conveys.   ‘Tis merely slight of hand, the magic of the unseen, for the apathetic audience fooled.   Icy fingers grasp her hair as she trembles ‘neath the cold chill of sorrow closing in.   Lights her candle in the dark to ward off the evil … Continue reading The Artful Dodger/Poetry

Waiting…

Thumbing through some art and journal pages, I found a few poems I had forgotten.  I would like to share them here.  This is the first. Waiting by Cheryl P. My heart, like an empty goblet, longs to be filled to the brim again. Your touch, as intoxicating as any liquor man might create could fill me so. My hands, like the wind through the trees, long to caress your body, and feel it quiver as the leaves quiver beneath the touch of the breeze. My body, like a song with no music, longs for the rhythm of yours. Movement … Continue reading Waiting…