Nineteen

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Fogged State – photo by Wild Thing

fish fry
proposal
everyone there
said yes
thinking
will end it
in a month
mom pushes
for a date
dad’s business
wiped out
mom fired
sis and brother
still in school
left college
found a job
supported
my family
new house
had to be sold
broke mom’s heart
bought Christmas
boom box
for brother
hope chest
for sister
turned 20
told mom
no wedding
she said
cold feet
shake it off
money already spent
grasped my arm
it hurt
dad called out
now what
mom said
nothing
seamstress
forgot to
take up the hem
kicked my
wedding dress
down the aisle
crying all the way

Wild Thing ©2017

You

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Thinking of You – photos by Wild Thing

I choose you.
And I’ll choose you,
Over and over

Without pause,
Without doubt,

In a heartbeat.

I’ll keep
Choosing you.

Throughout
The millennia

It will always be

You.

Wild Thing ©January 10, 2017

Gossamer Castle

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Somewhere – photo by Wild Thing

In the distance
Their eyes see
A peaceful place
Gossamer castle
Drifting in air

A haven
Where they live
By their rules
Love revealing
Their true beauty

Forged in light
At the source
As one … then
Split in two
Each of the other

Appearing fragile
It stands strong
Though gale force
Winds have blown
Love is its mortar

With trust
As its soul
Earthquakes
Merely stir it
Still it stands

Gossamer castle
Shining beacon
Love … trust … peace
Doubts vanish
In their light

Wild Thing ©January 10, 2017

Enigma

. . . hint of being
exotic whiff
. . . captivating
mysterious ways

. . . deep night
candle companion
. . . familiar
becomes sinister

. . . dark hours
hellhounds arrive
. . . harbingers of fear

Wild Thing ©2017

For a Moment

we were rebels
screaming no
to our parents’ life
exploring our world
roof down music loud
oh how happy

sat on car hoods
held hands
watched sunsets
in our eyes
percy’s warm
and tender love

dusk fall
dirt road trails
old abandoned house
weed walking
breath held in fright
season of the witch

snow fall night
empty parking lots
back bumper skiing
laughter caught in air
glittery eyelashes
made my heart sing

Wild Thing©2016

For Today

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Birds of a Feather – by Wild Thing

I’m pleased to announce that today I am unveiling my new line of artwork. It’s called Wild’s World of Dreams … (Hence my absence … ) I think you’ll enjoy visiting this interesting world of oddities … For the Holidays, as an introductory to the world, I’m offering 11 x 14 signed posters for $20.00. After the Holidays, they will be $25.00. (price includes shipping & tax) I used some of the work here already and there will be more! So click on photos by Wild Thing and check out my new artwork.

Also, today’s BIG #CyberMonday deal, my 2017 Calendar for $21.00. After today it will be $25.oo. Makes a great gift! So stop over to my Redbubble Site and pick up a Calendar for a gift or even just for yourself! Just click on the word Redbubble! $1.00 of each sale will be donated to the Mississippi Upper Valley Wildlife Refuge where I take a large quantity of my photos as it is just below my house! So stop by Redbubble today & get your 2017 Calendar!

Please stop by my Twitter address or my Facebook page to see what #CyberMonday Deals I’m offering from my websites today!

Wild Thing

At Twenty-Five

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He Brought Flowers – photos by Wild Thing

Old chevy truck
Full parking lot
Hands in pockets
He knows
She’ll come

Watches cars
Speed by
Jaw muscle works
Senses her
He turns

They talk
He yells
She placates
He yells
She shakes her head

Curious bird
Mirror perched
Tilts head
As if to listen
Frightened and leaves

He breaks
Starts to cry
Shakes head
Asks her why
White hanky at his nose

Blue eyes
Pain filled
Tears held back
Shakes head
I don’t know

Reaches up
His head
On her shoulder
Holding him
It’ll be ok Daddy

At 25
Child becomes
The parent

Wild Thing©2016

Ice Shards

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Icy Shards – photo by Wild Thing

Co-written by Wild Thing & Cletis L Stump

word whips
my attention required

the cold grows
inside and out

ice words like knives

will the river
freeze or flow red

Wild Thing & Cletis L Stump ©November 18, 2016

Arah . . .

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Black Moon Night – photo by Wild Thing

today we grieve . . .
wear black
beat our chests . . .

keen “ARAHHHHH!”
let the pain out . . .

til we rise . . .
like the sun
stronger . . . wiser

knowing . . .
there is always
light in the darkness

Wild Thing ©2016

Time Change

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The Light – photo by Wild Thing

Spring ahead
Fall back
Her body hates
The biannual attack

Five am
Wide awake
An early rising
She can’t shake

She hates
Floors creaky
Stiff and sore
Walking sneaky

Don’t wake
Others sleeping
Gently snoring
Dreams keeping

5 am witch
Bad for all
When clocks turn
Back in the fall

Ben Franklin
She sighs
T’was his idea
To lighten the skies

Coffee done
Warm cup
Another hour
Before all is up

She sits
Makes a list
A quiet hour
Otherwise missed

She finds
An upside
To this change
Not to be lightly
Thrown aside

Solitude
Gathering thoughts
Time well spent
Can’t be bought

It’s a fact
Known by everyone
A witch’s work
Is never done

Wild Thing©2016