I swear I am not as angst filled as my poetry might suggest. 🙂
I Cried.
I cried for you.
Drenching my pillow.
Liquid fragments of a broken soul.
They left a trail from my heart to my cheek.
so much angst and sorrow.
a ballad of a dark kind of madness.
Tears falling down.
Each drop a cadence of gut wrenching pain.
The reverberation of nothing and everything.
Crashing down.
In a crescendo of grief.
Leaving me mute.
My version of “Clean”
a poem in progress.
Some people see the world through rose colored lenses
happy to bask in the cotton candy haze
of denial while sitting under a gumdrop tree
Feasting on the nectar of blissful delusions
Their eyes only see beauty and peace.
Some people see the world through scratched, dirty lenses
Lenses marred by a lifetime of hard use.
Futilely trying to clean the glasses in a pond of
skepticism and regret.
Their eyes only see negatively and hate.
Other people break free of the lenses.
2020 vision is within their reach.
These people know
that sometimes the road to hope begins with despair.
that pain and love often walk hand in hand.
They refuse to play peekaboo with their problems.
Instead, facing them head on.
Their eyes see the world as it is-both the good and the bad.
You walk in
and my sanity walks out.
I’m just your victim.
I always fall for your inescapable charm.
Forgetting it is only a ruse.
to mask your Medusa’ gaze.
Go ahead toy with me.
You always win.
Ruminate in the ruins of me.
You’re a vulture.
leaving behind death and decay.
Go ahead.
Swallow me whole.
I’m lost in the breast of your parasitic whim.
all that’s left is the carcass of a once innocent soul.
-Tosha Michelle
I Loved Him.
by Tosha Michelle
I loved him once.
the boy with summer in his eyes.
I wanted to offer him the luster of asbestos
to stroke the flames of an autumn fire.
Instead I watched him fall.
into a bed of thorns.
Sharpen and ready.
waiting for the unwise.
He lay before me.
bleeding poison.
adorned in the pains and wounds
of a love untouched
a rosebud erased.
All that’s left is the echo of you.
I hear you in the wind
whispering to the trees
while the red bird flies
and love dies in the chill
The stars once bright
gaze down with dull eyes
The river flows faster
carrying with it regret
I lie in the grass.
where we shared our first kiss
and we spoke with white clover tongues
lyrical verses that burned in the sun
Our hearts were joined in a fiery bliss
Love grew but in the end
all that was left was bent, broken branches.
The sun set and the cold crept in
Blanketed in darkness.
I lost my muse to a vengeful moon
-Tosha Michelle
You’re still asleep,
The sunlight illuminates your masculine grace
A sweet smile plays across your face.
Oh what a dream it must be.
Your body echoes
chords of a blissful reprieve.
I hate to wake you, but
dawn is here, and it’s time to rise.
Soft kisses and coffee in the early morning light.
-Tosha Michelle
Desperate kisses are the best kisses.
They are like velvet teeth
biting softly into my resolve.
They whisper from his lips.
Holding promises of passionate caresses
Of heartfelt proclamations
Filled with boldness and vigor
Like the hero in your favorite book.
Kisses that make you crave his touch.
and drown in his soulful look.
Dangerous, intoxicating.
The best kisses are desperate kisses
-Tosha Michelle
He hides his coldness behind a mask of charm.
His true intentions only to disarm.
Lies escape his lips
That never tell.
He plays the game so well.
He is an obsession
A handsome vision
With one glance you’ll be smitten.
He’ll wrap you up tight in his contradictions.
Fanning the flames
Of your incineration.
Poem, music and artwork by Tosha Michelle
Song of the day.
I’ve been in a non stop creative mood. The muses are strong with me. Creativity in overdrive. I want to write, to paint, to make music….there’s a vitality, a life force, and energy, moving within me. I want to transform ..to move…to BE.
I’m such a dork!
This is my cover of Sting’s Fields of Gold.
I won my first ever Gabie. The category.
such an honor. (tears) 😉
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xr_LFnxlJ3U&feature=youtu.be
Sexual Healing.
Sex shouldn’t be a commodity or used as leverage or bait.
It’s shouldn’t be a means of exploitation or slut shaming.
It should be consensual and physical but not one dimensional
For me it’s spiritual, soulful,-a expression of life and love.
It’s emotional-rooted in commitment and true intimacy.
Society encourages us to settle for less
The media, music, television, tells us sex is just a feel good feeling.
Pleasure alone.
But true fulfillment comes when we combine the physical with the emotional.
This is just one flawed romantic’s view.
“Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.” ― Charles Chaplin
“We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in the slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”
C.S. Lewis
Artsy
My thanks to S.R. for his evasive but funny answers; I’m already plotting my next twenty questions. I’m coming for you, Foxy One.
1. Was Erich Fromm right…is love an art?
Hello Tosha. I agree with CS Lewis that there are different kinds of love. But yes, I think love is an art rather than a science.
2. First thought that comes to mind when I mention Le Baiser (The Kiss)
Desire.
3. Favorite love song?
Besame mucho.
4. What would constitute a perfect Valentine’s Day for you?
Perfection is to be found in the person of the beloved and in time spent together…
5. When did you last sing to yourself? To someone else?
In the shower this morning.
6. Have you ever used a cheesy pick up line? If so, what was it?
I plead the Fifth.
7. Backpacking or a luxury hotel?
It would depend on the location.
8. Is it easier to love or be loved?
I think the correct answer to these questions is “it depends.”
9. True romance is…….
I think a lot of ingredients go into this – the right person, time, attention, creativity, devotion, etc. Did I mention playfulness?
10. Favorite love poem?
i like my body by ee cummings.
11. What the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever done to impress a girl?
These questions are designed to embarrass me, aren’t they?
Tosha interjects: Yes! I need to work on my baiting skills.
12. What’s the Snarky Narrator up to this Valentine’s Day?
I try to remain ignorant of his romantic activities, but I think it’s safe to say he’s up to no good …
13. If you were a candy heart…..what message would be printed on you?
(Speechless)
Tosha so much for what the fox says. 😉
14. What do you get when you cross the soul with love and desire?
The culmination of what love is supposed to be.
15. What color patterns on argyle socks are best for seducing women?
Truthfully, Argyle is sufficient in itself, no matter the colour. Argyle is, as someone intelligent expressed, the very fabric of seduction.
16. Do you think Lipton Tea workers get coffee breaks? (random, I know)
I don’t, actually.
17. If you could be a woman for a day, how would you spend your time?
There’s no way to answer this question without sounding creepy.
Even that answer sounds creepy.
(sigh)
18 Tell us about your latest work The Raven.
Thank you.
“The Raven” is a paranormal romance set in Florence, Italy, which begins two years after the end of “The Prince.” It follows the character of Raven Wood, who is working as an art restorer at the Uffizi Gallery.
She is attacked one evening on her way home and wakes up days later with no memory of the incident. When she returns to work, she is stunned to discover that the Gallery has been robbed of a priceless set of illustrations by Botticelli, and the police want to question her …
Raven’s attempt to solve the mystery of the robbery and clear her name leads her to the underworld of Florence – a place that is inhabited by powerful and mysterious creatures, ruled by the dark and ruthless Prince…
20. Who would win in a doughnut eating contest, Gabriel or The Prince?
I think the correct answer is me.
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If you would like to keep up with the not so nefarious goings on of the always delightful S.R….
find him here:
http://sylvainreynard.com/
He’s also on Twitter working his magic
@sylvainreynard
Hia latest works:
THE PRINCE – Novella
BN:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-prince-sylvain-reynard/1120399274?ean=9780698192065
Amazon:
Amazon UK:
Amazon Canada:
iTunes
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-prince/id922369900?mt=11
The Raven – Book One of The Florentine Series
BN
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-raven-sylvain-reynard/1119619658?ean=9780425266496
Amazon
Amazon Canada
iTunes
https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-raven/id888019240?mt=11
Everything I Never Told You 