Submissions by MadameLavender
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Masons' Marks
I still tidy the family graves
when I can.
'Tis a duty, as the self-appointed
family caretaker , and
keeper of time.
I still recoil, too, when my fingertips
brush the Freemasons' marks, cut
into the headstones
and.....
all sorts of thoughts rush through my mind--
jagged things, that might splinter the soul
if......
I ever found out
to what degree, they made it, to.
Sometimes the wind comes, grinning, and
asks me if I think they knew, who
they were truly paying homage...
when I can.
'Tis a duty, as the self-appointed
family caretaker , and
keeper of time.
I still recoil, too, when my fingertips
brush the Freemasons' marks, cut
into the headstones
and.....
all sorts of thoughts rush through my mind--
jagged things, that might splinter the soul
if......
I ever found out
to what degree, they made it, to.
Sometimes the wind comes, grinning, and
asks me if I think they knew, who
they were truly paying homage...
#witches
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I Like Mine, Hot and Black....
The tea,
you filthy minded figs....
Whatever did you think, I meant?
Of course , the tea---and it must be black
to bring out the grainy luster
in my wood floors
when I wash them with it.
Ten tea bags in a hot water bucket,
makes for a steaming scorpion bowl,
mop-ready,
that'll strip off layers of disgust, and
years of neglect
before the polish goes on.
(It also works, just spiffy, to age fabric ,
with that vintage tea stained look)
I pour a separate cup for myself, though
so that I...
you filthy minded figs....
Whatever did you think, I meant?
Of course , the tea---and it must be black
to bring out the grainy luster
in my wood floors
when I wash them with it.
Ten tea bags in a hot water bucket,
makes for a steaming scorpion bowl,
mop-ready,
that'll strip off layers of disgust, and
years of neglect
before the polish goes on.
(It also works, just spiffy, to age fabric ,
with that vintage tea stained look)
I pour a separate cup for myself, though
so that I...
#tea
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Spider Haiku
It would be cool, if
someone knitted nordic socks
for each of its legs.....🕷️
someone knitted nordic socks
for each of its legs.....🕷️
#animals
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Indigo
Somewhere...
the paintbrush ends, and
flesh, begins--
absorbing pigments, meant
for methemoglobin skin.
So blue.
Undeniably noticeable.
They immerse in color
of royalty, casually (suttlely)
draped as if taunting
lapis lazuli
to be jealous of indigo's weather-worn
hues.
Each day is greeted
with the sweat of toil on taut muscles,
paying homage to
the green-skied dawn.
Some have built dreams on sand, while
they have built theirs
on stone and spheres, with
a blue so...
the paintbrush ends, and
flesh, begins--
absorbing pigments, meant
for methemoglobin skin.
So blue.
Undeniably noticeable.
They immerse in color
of royalty, casually (suttlely)
draped as if taunting
lapis lazuli
to be jealous of indigo's weather-worn
hues.
Each day is greeted
with the sweat of toil on taut muscles,
paying homage to
the green-skied dawn.
Some have built dreams on sand, while
they have built theirs
on stone and spheres, with
a blue so...
#art
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Cashier Girls
Everyone wore white ankle socks
with those shoes--
lace-trimmed, for a baby doll, look.
And "mall-hair..."
Oh, the taller it was, the better it was!
(egg whites and Aqua-net, honey)
Looks like Darcy
finally tripped
going up the stairs
to the grocery store break room.
One less cashier girl, ( temporarily)
standing in a row
fingers flying, wildly
across register keys...
every price , memorized .
(no barcodes in 1983, but
chatter about sunburns and boys)
Take a break on those...
with those shoes--
lace-trimmed, for a baby doll, look.
And "mall-hair..."
Oh, the taller it was, the better it was!
(egg whites and Aqua-net, honey)
Looks like Darcy
finally tripped
going up the stairs
to the grocery store break room.
One less cashier girl, ( temporarily)
standing in a row
fingers flying, wildly
across register keys...
every price , memorized .
(no barcodes in 1983, but
chatter about sunburns and boys)
Take a break on those...
#memories
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Saudade
I deleted your number
from my contacts , today, and
it felt like
jumping off an iceberg, into
frigid waters--
shocking , yet a small bit
exhilarating.
Took me seven years
to nurse the courage
to hit that button.
Oh, I knew from the start
that Heaven would never let you text me ...
but I wondered "What if....."
I won't can't delete
your emails, though--
not yet.
It drained a lot from my marrow
to do your phone number, today.
(That'll have to suffice, and settle in.) ...
from my contacts , today, and
it felt like
jumping off an iceberg, into
frigid waters--
shocking , yet a small bit
exhilarating.
Took me seven years
to nurse the courage
to hit that button.
Oh, I knew from the start
that Heaven would never let you text me ...
but I wondered "What if....."
I won't can't delete
your emails, though--
not yet.
It drained a lot from my marrow
to do your phone number, today.
(That'll have to suffice, and settle in.) ...
#love
#death
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Where Is Thy Heart?
Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.” Galatians 6:7-8
Plant, wisely, seeds for garden blooms
lest Karma sing, an off-beat tune
and with her twin, Come-uppance give
just rewards, to all who live.
O, wash thy hands and heart from soil
‘fore ill intents take hold and coil
‘round minds and tongues and wrong-laid thoughts
where harvest...
For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.” Galatians 6:7-8
Plant, wisely, seeds for garden blooms
lest Karma sing, an off-beat tune
and with her twin, Come-uppance give
just rewards, to all who live.
O, wash thy hands and heart from soil
‘fore ill intents take hold and coil
‘round minds and tongues and wrong-laid thoughts
where harvest...
#karma
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The Shepherd Boy
It was right over there-- that's where it happened," I said to Caleb and Yael.
I had brought my older brother and sister to show them where I saw that what happened, was for real. I know it was. At first, they were annoyed with me for dragging them all the way to the top of Mount Tamor, (which is really just a big hill) and they thought I was fooling them.
"This is just another one of your pranks, Lior," Caleb said to me, and Yael agreed with him.
I'll admit, I've been known to liven things up a bit-- herding sheep all day and watching them eat, can get...
I had brought my older brother and sister to show them where I saw that what happened, was for real. I know it was. At first, they were annoyed with me for dragging them all the way to the top of Mount Tamor, (which is really just a big hill) and they thought I was fooling them.
"This is just another one of your pranks, Lior," Caleb said to me, and Yael agreed with him.
I'll admit, I've been known to liven things up a bit-- herding sheep all day and watching them eat, can get...
#God
#faith
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Isle of Two Gods
i.
I brought her crown and
sought the god
I thought I knew --
"O, help her! Can't you see-
her soul is gone..."
But wooden gods cannot see;
their eye, a hollow, dark hole--
empty ,
empty inside-- come, little birds
and build your nests within !
They have no words for me, so
fill them with your twigs
and lay your eggs among
their mossy innards.
ii.
I took her crown, then
sought the God, I did not know--
"O, surely, you are real !
Some say, you are life , itself ... " ...
I brought her crown and
sought the god
I thought I knew --
"O, help her! Can't you see-
her soul is gone..."
But wooden gods cannot see;
their eye, a hollow, dark hole--
empty ,
empty inside-- come, little birds
and build your nests within !
They have no words for me, so
fill them with your twigs
and lay your eggs among
their mossy innards.
ii.
I took her crown, then
sought the God, I did not know--
"O, surely, you are real !
Some say, you are life , itself ... " ...
#hope
#death
#God
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Morrissey Hates Tea Cozies

#SelfReflection
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Probabilities
It's not probable that
the air will ever be fully cleared;
attempts were met with defense
and stories--
Ah, the stories ....
Remembrances , embellished
to fit narratives into more drama
than they actually had.
Some were purposeful.
Recent ones were probably
effects of age on mind and memory.
It is probable that I will cry, someday
at your funeral --
it's a requirement on the mourning checklist .
I may cry for myself, too
because my need for human contact
comes with an expiration...
the air will ever be fully cleared;
attempts were met with defense
and stories--
Ah, the stories ....
Remembrances , embellished
to fit narratives into more drama
than they actually had.
Some were purposeful.
Recent ones were probably
effects of age on mind and memory.
It is probable that I will cry, someday
at your funeral --
it's a requirement on the mourning checklist .
I may cry for myself, too
because my need for human contact
comes with an expiration...
#mother
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Journey Of The Night Watches
First Watch : 6pm-9pm
O, hearken, now, and dim the lights
as glory fills, first watch, of nights
and Heaven's veils are slowly drawn,
signaling the day is gone.
Take up your posts, ye watchmen, strong --
the birds have hushed, their solemn song .
Second Watch: 9pm-12am
Civil Twilight flashes green
on horizons seldom seen
unless ye know just where to look
to find the passage, some forsook ;
through eye of needle, light the way--
darkened night, replaced the day.
Third Watch: 12am-3am
O'...
O, hearken, now, and dim the lights
as glory fills, first watch, of nights
and Heaven's veils are slowly drawn,
signaling the day is gone.
Take up your posts, ye watchmen, strong --
the birds have hushed, their solemn song .
Second Watch: 9pm-12am
Civil Twilight flashes green
on horizons seldom seen
unless ye know just where to look
to find the passage, some forsook ;
through eye of needle, light the way--
darkened night, replaced the day.
Third Watch: 12am-3am
O'...
#night
#nature
#God #faith
#God #faith
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