I
want my
skin immersed
in warm, wet silk.
Soothing envelopment of my body
heals and reenergizes my mind and limbs.
I’ll splash in this
malleable
moisture
here.
Tag: enjoyment
He’s Gone
“And one day – it’s like a miracle – it will disappear.” DJT
Shontay Luna
Surprised Septolet
I
stomped inside
too loud, too quick.
She screamed,
startled
out of her slumber.
Doors Diamante
The Doors
wild, dark
refreshing, probing, satisfying.
Unique, theatrical (respect, reverence)
glorifying, worshiping, adoring
illustrious, eminent,
legends.
In sleep
In sleep’s dimmest
darkness,
it is there.
The figure stands in
the open closet,
not moving.
And she barely
sees shadow
and still silhouette
in her room.
Until she realizes
it’s only
the mischievous
night.
Faces
Faces in the folds
of a curtain in
the afternoon sun.
In fleeting shadows
behind vibrant
light bulbs.
In vision specks
after sudden sneezing,
in opening of the eyes during
night’s reign.
And,
in my heavily medicated
presence,
the faces are
everywhere.
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Sweet,
the sweetest sound
ever made.
The whisper from
your lips,
calling my name.
Never in the world,
has there ever been,
a sound so
sweet.
~~~
Shontay Luna is a lifelong Chicagoan who studied Poetry at Columbia College before finishing her studies elsewhere. She’s most recently published in Anti-Heroine Chic, Rigorous and The Daily Drunk. Her books include Reflections of a Project Girl and Recollections & Dreams.
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Wordle #461
My sister and I grew up on all things camp – TV, film and even some music. We watched the funniest shows like Gilligan’s Island and Batman. It was hilarious getting animated, emulating an exaggerated karate chop through an imaginary smoke trail or holding Vick’s up to our eyes, so the vapor made us cry fake tears.
I am yearning for carefree, childhood trips with the family, watching monarch butterflies flitter around on the mountain hills. The current plot twist in our lives makes me ache for pure, unadulterated silly joy. Thanks, Covid-19.
It’s time for some birdsong and chill.
Priorities
you had the life
you could afford
made your dreams
come true
tons of money
all the luxury
long, unending workdays
stress, stress, stress
exhausted and driven
but did you get
any chance
to enjoy your life
Relishing Life
Inspired by BrewNSpew Weekly Prompt 9/3/19 – Sage
a wise sage
once told me
to sip leisurely
of the cup of life
make it last
ingest slowly
savor and enjoy
the delicacies
it offers up
or risk a burn
Bring The Heat
hitting the right notes
the sound and flow
resonating
that’s when the magic happens
a connection
solidified
an artist and the audience
are one
the show a success
a cheering crowd
in awe
the fire was stoked brilliantly
*for my rockstar wanna be 🙂
Searching
with unabashed intent
i go forward
towards my end game
smile more, bitch say they
who have no ambition
or who settle for a simple existence
it’s more than just survival
thriving in an unmoved world
takes focused energy and effort
getting what i want
presents a good look
showing it in my stride
living by my design
guarantees me joy
and confidence
who doesn’t want a life like that?
Hidden Talents
The best of you is waiting for your decision.
Offer it for public consumption
or stifle it to appease fear?
What are you saving your best for?
Is there a prize for coming in last?
Is defeat gonna be your trademark?
Let you shine!
Tell yourself fear is the hint that your offering needs an audience.
Embrace the challenge!
Throw yourself up against life and stick the landing!
Hold on for the applause,
and keep riding till you can’t ride no more.
Three Little Words
Don’t say
but rather…
soothe an ache
hold my hand
watch me sleep
rub my back
make me laugh
be with me
talk to me
play with me
dry my tears
keep me warm
listen to me
don’t be arrogant
kiss my lips
really know me
get me soup
touch without expectation
ease my sorrow
hug my soul
cry with me
dance with me
please be vulnerable
make eye contact
forgive my failings
care for yourself
sex me right
cook us dinner
walk with me
don’t lie, ever
read to me
hold me close
silence my demons
reach into me
never leave me
I Write Her 