Intro-Vert-I-Go

Always been that other world, that other girl
Without mirrors, I practice reflected gaze, looking out, away.

Dull detail and veiled drama doubled back,

Within, within, that other world, mine to ply,

With mimed reaction to every mindful observation.



Thanks to Magpie Tales for the photo prompt.

Impulse

We almost weren’t

But then we turned

Quick-pressed lips

The image burned

Cut and scene

You gasped

I laughed

And left

You there

The

End

Photo prompt Mag 299

"Pwmd"

Glass half-full

Focus the moment

The center of truth

Own it

Straw wrapper folded

Into a zigzag pattern

Smoothed out after

Word-for-word

rhubarb chatter

Queried and qwerty’d

into matter

Of fact-checked impact

Shattered open

For Magpie Tales 287 

 

Innermost

Sticks and stones shaded deep 

Reflect the surface 

Shroud answers beneath. 

Draw blood in hot silent rush 

Raging smooth ice pink flush. 

Ripple my alabaster likeness  

Molton at the core, 

Liquid gold Midas fear to touch.  

Live cloaked, gloved,  

In orbit space, in heat, abandon love.  

Photo Prompt from Magpie Tales