The unvalentine man

My husband

Does not believe in Valentines
Nor does he celebrate birthdays
And our anniversaries come and go

Yet, I am happiest with him

He does not read me poetry
Nor do we dance the salsa
And hold hands on the street

Yet, he is my soul-mate

Because he buys me perfume
For no reason at all
Seeks my no longer slim waist
In deep sleep enthralled

He calls me from work
To get sexy and ready
He says the garden is perfect
When I planted my frangipani

We cycle on the weekends
With the girls in tow
We dance in silence
To the music of life, so

My husband

Who does not believe in Valentines
Makes me so deliriously happy
He is all mine...

He is my daily dose of Valentine

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Written for Poets United Poetry Pantry this week
Hosted by Robert Lloyd

Eden?

Eden?

I must have taken the wrong turning somewhere.
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Written for Microfiction Mondays
hosted by Susan at Stony River

The Shadow of the Tree

The tree
Stands alone
In wisdom

Witness
To havocs of time
Untouched

At times
Ravaged by hands
of fate

Its shadow
Falls upon the
Unaffected earth

And yet
In the desert
Gives comfort

The tree
Stands alone
In this wisdom



Words by ninotaziz Copyright 2011 © ninotaziz. All rights reserved.

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Written for the Thursday Think Tank

The House

The house on Bank Street
Frowned at me
There are no secrets
In its rooms, so empty

Its smokeless chimney
and cold basement
Invites a memory
Of long gone occupants

The long and cold winter
and longer unemployment
Goodbye, do not be bitter
Do not blame the government

Ahhh..when will despair end?

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Written for the Magpie Tales
Happy Anniversary!

(Honestly, I do not know where this poem came from!)

Beguile in Blue

Painting by Andrew Atroshenko

Her eyes took me in
A roomful of books
And I looked for Kafka

Her hands took mine
In grasp so tender
And taught me braille

Her lips whispered low
In my ear
Forget Shakespeare

For today - embrace Maugham


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Written for TheWriters' Island