BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE COOL – TAMARA WOODS

    Today is this beautiful angel’s birthday!  Tamara and I met when we joined Laura A Lord as co-editors for the online poetry publication The Reverie Journal.  She is a wonderful poet who pours her passion into writing.    Not only is she an amazing poet but she is a spoken word artist and a…

FEED ME YOUR DESIRE

I am cold down deep And in that place I hide; My home void of life. I sit confined all alone Content to waste away. But then… Your arms reach for me And hold me so tightly. I can feel your warmth And subconsciously, I press into your heat. The cold I’ve maintained Relinquishes its…

BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE COOL – TWINDADDY

He has a proper name but I will forever call him Twindaddy.  We wrote our first duet together in March of 2013 when he had the blog stuphblog. Since then we have written many more and have gotten to be good friends along the way. Twindaddy (Scott) knows, better than most of us, what it…

rêves romantiques

Check out this wonderful new duet partner by clicking on his name under the picture!   WRITTEN BY FRANZ PIERRE-LOUIS AND HASTYWORDS I’ve counted the days turning into years I have to sleep without you next to me And inside the quiet stillness of the night My dreams craft my own make believe   A…

THE WORD OF LOVE

Originally posted on Experimental Fiction:
So small a word, so letters few, Such impact has this term, A whispered breath can deliver so, A word the earth to turn. A symphony in single phrase An orchestra of sound, Yet many people small of heart Just throw this word around. Some to appease, some to convince,…

TRANCE

This poem was more Alka’s than mine so please sing some praise HERE. WRITTEN BY ALKA RANJAN AND HASTYWORDS Rain drums my window Tiny heartbeats marching As I linger inside waking My sleep slowly departing   Opening my eyes slowly I peeped into darkness Hearing the heartbeats frantic I touched his face by my side…

my bed (was never California never was) my bed

I am happy to have Helena Hann-Basquiat, my favorite story weaver, guest blog here today. Using 14 words Helena has created14 different variations of this love poem.  Please be sure to visit her blog here and show her some fan love. WRITTEN BY HELENA HANN-BASQUIAT     my bed (was never California never was) my bed    …

HER SILENT LITANY

This poem might need a TRIGGER WARNING because technically it could be considered BDSM and bothersome to some. I always love writing with Laura because I truly never know where we will end up. WRITTEN BY LAURA A LORD AND HASTYWORDS ♥ I find myself inside your fury beaten down by the onslaught of words…

AT LAST

 Written by T Wong and HastyWords   Strangled melodies unfold Just beyond midnight’s hold I caress the skin I wear Dressed up in painted flair A shade as blue as starlight Caught in faraway moonlight And strung of unsaid phrases A necklace that awes and dazes Silky hems blaze like sunshine Drawing stares from the…