the slightest touch

emotions falter

right off the couch

the oars

of his heart

paddling to

places of

near silence

places of

“show don’t tell”

the promise kept

unbroken

despite its demise

“show don’t tell”

his heart’s quarry

nestling in commas

in merry intoxication

the slightest touch

transcending to feet

giving toes their

much deserved

blissful freedom

i see it all

spiky mane

mighty roar

his unedited claws

glistening in

pure orange sunlight

no longer restless

delights shining heartily on

thump, love and exhaustion

his room no longer, misty

his fingertips, warm

and i am glad for that

by mary ann blinkhorn

for 3WW at:

http://www.threewordwednesday.com/

The three words:  emotion, falter and touch

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spineless bird

spineless bird

touches the horn

sings in octaves,

convulsions and spasms

no semi-tones beneath

her wings

what did she expect?

parrots can’t ever be doves

no matter how extended

their long batting eyelashes

by mary ann blinkhorn