Return to me My Paramour

One word and I became thy paramour

First exchange you became my paramour

Dancing from twilight ‘til first light

You gave heart cause to sigh, my paramour

All seasons end, tempos fade ‘til absent

At rest hopeful for your return, my paramour

Gone again and with it’s end I defy

The stars that separate me from my paramour

Torn asunder severed souls are restless

I seek, and hope to find my paramour

Upon these wooden planks I plot my course

With pure love shall I find my paramour.

All ahead full, ‘til season ends

April brings back again my paramour

I'm linking up with the poets over at dVersepoets.com for a Poetry Prompt by Samuel Peralta using the form, ghazal sonnet. This is my first attempt, which I'm sure I will edit further at a later date. For now, however I appreciate any feedback you might offer. Thank you ~Apryl 

Cult of Celebrity

somebody please explain to me
why Snooky is paid to be
a television personality

the bachelor has his harem
seeking an arrangement
not a lifelong commitment

sorry Honey that Boo Boo
isn't something I want you
to do, to be, to see

historical accuracy
takes a back seat to
the political heresy

our heroes wear Lycra
not a badge, or a name tag
hold up, but that was funny huh?

knock, knock, knock, Penny!
my OCD has
gotten the best of me

Bill Cosby said it best
when he said
God has a sense of humor

I want my MTV
not a documentary seeking
the cultural pulse through celebrity

storytellers run the news rooms
and wackadoo is a definable being
person of real interest

CSI, Law & Order
it's really all about
how the Bones have taken over

crimes are all solved in an hour's time
to tell you the truth I
prefer the Grey's scale

but I suppose Madea said it best,
Livin' takes a lifetime

Like the Tide

Long and plain

in our

extraordinary

simplicity.

Slipping gently

into my thought,

beneath the sinews

that bind

day to night

and me to you.

Your words live

in my veins now.

Skin dissolved

as membrane.

Union of souls,

body, mind,

emotive, passionate.

Draw back with me

like the tide.

Fold yourself

into the petals

of my embrace.

Settle into the

cradle of my rib cage;

the bend of my knee,

the connective things

that enclose

man into woman

dark and deep

into the secrets

lovers keep.

We speak a language born

of fire

and of earth

of nights

we lost words

in our surrendering

to the unknown god

of my idolatry. You

have become

the definition of man.

And me, I became

a refuge of woman

bedded and curled

at the whisper

of your name.

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