They race. Day hunts night. Sweat for some, sleep for fewer. They race. Fate hunts man. Sleep tells him, "death is master. But till he knocks, I'm master." ❤Aweni
No fuss, frills, or trims Jungli in walk, talk and dreams Hiss, kiss, same to her Untamed, she tames land and sea Her nature is nature's best. ©Aweni Adams September 2019 This was written and illustrated in response to Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. This week, the words are synonyms of CHARACTER and WILD.
Bottle of pain leaks. Daily, tears flow and blood seeps. Fragile is her heart. Therein, we died, but, I live, still. Therein, I buried your kisses and your caresses of my tresses and crevices. Therein, I laid pains, and, the chains wrought from times when you made it rain on my skin. Therein, I sat … Continue reading Bottled up
"I love you," Labake said, smiling sweetly at Ajoke. "Uh uh... you always say that. Why don't you show me instead," Ajoke said offhandedly as she opened a bowl of cherries. "Here," Labake offered a jar of orange jam to Ajoke, "I give you the yummiest jam on earth." Ajoke rolled her eyes and smiled, … Continue reading The sweetest jam is shared jam.
“Who did this?!” Uriel asked incredulously. “Not me!” Joey said, looking guilty. Looking mortified, Adam muttered, “not me!” “You both have some explaining to do. I’ve been gone but for a short while and the tree of life is gone! No leaves,…” Uriel looked at Joey, “…nor trunk.” He looked at Adam. “Ha, perhaps we shall … Continue reading Who did it?
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I hear chants, Chants! Chants! Chants! Behind closed doors. They assail my ears From The coven The temple The church The mosque So much in common But they beg to differ Do you? Sun asks sea and land "Who struts like he owns the earth?" "He who makes fire." ❤Aweni Adams July 2019
Pitter patter I thump Gently then loudly on their roofs Their thin veils And their moods My aid is at hand Wrapped as one We make sure They feel our wrath and love He tells me where to go I know what to do I wet the appetite of the lil babe Buried deep in … Continue reading Rain drops