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Her Blush Haiku


via  Her Blush

As her cheeks turn pink

Really can’t help but to think

I’m glad that she’s mine

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Hold me

Behind the tender lips

sewn with a  fragile thread

lies your favorite speech

made of the sharpest blade

behind the tender lips

using love as excuse

Your tongue is a flying fist

signing my bluest bruise

Behind my tender lips

I swore in silent tone

to calm the raging beast

that turns my heart to stone

behind my tender lips

The most bitter taste

I wince and swallow the ink

which on the paper I paste

A black and white stain

on this paper heart

illustrates all the pain

I need to garbage out


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Fact Over Fiction Poem


via Daily Prompt: Fact

Give me,  fact over fiction

No flaws,  in my vision

The truth is more comfortable, than a bed of lies

In dark times, the truth is my light inside

Facts are the essential things, we know are real

True emotions, are the best ones you’ll ever feel

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Written by Carrie Murphy © 2018

I’m dancing in the rain,

I love it, getting lost in the moment

The rain falls down beating against my skin

I close my eyes and suddenly I’m gone

“Why is she so happy?” I can feel people wondering.

Some people are haters, others just curious.

It’s of course because of a guy

Isnt it always?

A beautiful chizzled face and a body to die for

The first time I’ve had a man I want this much.

And he loves me.

And I love him.

So here I am dancing in the rain and I don’t give a fuck

Why should I?

I’ve got what I’ve always wanted

Its amazing how beautifully simple life can be

But don’t tell anyone I love him

It’s a secret I’m harbouring through fear untold

The girl who never lets her guard down has slipped up

I knew as soon as I laid eyes on him that slippery sod would be trouble

Now he has my heart, I’ve given him the power to break me


Suddenly I realise I’m on my knees, crying in the rain.

Written by Carrie Murphy © 2018


Tattooed Love Poem


on my right arm

tattoo your love

insert the pigment of the legends

under my skin

battered by oceans

color my arm

in scents of red

snatched from Pompei

when the sun sets

insert my soul

with violent gusts of pain

that Lancelot once felt for Guinevere

so, every night I cross myself

i’ll put that love and pain

into the hands of my own god

and then i’ll sleep.

By Poet: short-prose-fiction

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