Story Poems by New Members

my mirror faithfully reflects
then, having pondered shows aspects
of self, unseen by other eyes
ah, but , my glass never lies.

I gaze into that scene within
with me without, and looking in
wondering what might come to pass,
if two were there seen, lad and lass.

I angle for another look
and find, not self, but Eastern Suq
no painting this but moving frame
of Eastern delight, of worldly fame.

at first in two dimensions seen
then glass, like water, dropping clean
away, till all surrounds my sight
ear and...

It was during the time at a small gathering at a friends house, when the little arrow struck. She wore a thin blue silken dress, which gave the effect of celestial waters running down her body.
She was going around the table serving all her guests the food she had prepared for them. I would say that her mere presence added to its flavor.
As I stared at her across the room, I thought to myself, the potter must have had steady hands as he fashioned your face, and every one of your curves he formed with such diligence and grace. Although it is written “ if thine eye offendeth thee,...

Bulgarian king, of youth and of glory
honourable offering to Mother Earth  
"I will give life's breath to Aaron's sorry!"  
Today in the river was my birth  

Born an young adult,  
of pureblood flesh so divine  
a Templar of the legacy occult  
Azrael's brotherhood entwined  
 
a Chant proclaiming the Law:  
"Nihil verum est licet ominia!"  
A virgin aspired him breath, now  
and eternal shall echo the enya  
 
of the Hooded Mercy of Death  
and the crown with Gems pure of Will  
Holy,...

Lamb, bacon, steak and chicken
He loves them all without exception
Roasted, grilled, fried, all finger lickin’
In each of them he finds temptation
Yet for something exotic he does yearn
Lemur, ostrich, panda, penguin
What delights can be found at a zoo!
How to access them, his main concern
The more he plans, his desires lengthen
If he pulls this off, oh, what a coup!

By night he determines to strike
His plans in place, recipes prepared
So stealthy he is almost ghostlike
Little does he know, how much he’s erred
The...

Snaking up the wall in the sw corner of my metaphorical concrete building; you move

Twine and stretch
and the winding trail then grasps by the tender tendrils thread like footsies underneath the
table of the antelope's brush
 
Clinging climbing the
woody stems...they become more scantilly appearing- less strength on which to pool the body weight of a giantess or appendage of woman
 
Cling tight onto my foilage.