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I Said, She Said … Spice of Life

“Mystery and intrigue, cleverly written of course, are entertaining. On the other hand, deception within secure confines drains marrow and meal … a potent poison similar to hemlock’s poorly dressed sojourn into shadow.”

“If the chicken’s too spicy, just tell me.”

“It might be a tad over the top.”

“A tad?”

“A smidge … that’s all.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

“I do. What’s this wonderful…

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I Said, She Said … Dreams Await the Night

I Said, She Said … Dreams Await the Night


Dreams Await the Night

Leaning against time

Days end reverently captured

Dreams await the night

Beautiful memory treasured

Shared before the morning light

james

A Tanka Poem

 

 

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I Said, She Said … Gentle Is The Night

Santa Cruz…1.6.2011 Gentle Is the Night Gentle is the night that fades Emerging from your day and soon into mine…

I Said, She Said … Gentle Is The Night

Santa Cruz…1.6.2011 Gentle Is the Night Gentle is the night that fades Emerging from your day and soon into mine…

I Said, She Said … A Simple Gesture

A Simple Gesture A wave, a sign, a nod, a simple gesture Morning fog rises As does my confidence James F. Ross

I Said, She Said … A Simple Gesture

A Simple Gesture A wave, a sign, a nod, a simple gesture Morning fog rises As does my confidence James F. Ross

I Said, She Said … She Sees, He Sees

I Said, She Said … She Sees, He Sees

She sees him
A shy blue-eyed grin
Wearing faded gray
Willowed cotton in a breeze

He sees her
A sunset blush
Silken diaphanous curves
Dancing into the night

,…james

2012

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I Said, She Said … The Laughter

I Said, She Said … The Laughter

The laughter, I can still hear. Close my eyes and mine your expression with ease. Complete surrender to a moment longed and pined, arrested away by amusement and unbridled, malicious, rejection.

James F. Ross

 2012

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… the smoothest and roundest stones

… the smoothest and roundest stones

Love, profoundly expressed; smiles and reassurances abound. Sacred words shared in a compassionate, deafening, whisper; and yet… “…the smoothest and roundest stones” continue to be chosen.

~ james

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I Said, She Said … As It Turns Out

I Said, She Said … As It Turns Out

As it turns out, absence does not make the heart grow fonder at all; if anything, it becomes less responsive and disinterested.

James F. Ross

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I Said, She Said … Attention is Alluring

Attention Is Alluring

Hey there…

Hi!

You’re barely recognizable without your pedestal.

Oh, I’ve come down from that perch a long time ago.

Pity … it seemed like a perfect fit.

Maybe so, but it wasn’t of my making; something constructed by others for their own purposes, not mine.

However, more often than not, you appeared to bask in the glory quite comfortably.

Who wouldn’t? Although superficial, the attention is…

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I Said, She Said … Inside Voice

Inside Voice

A recognizable sigh … “Another note to read. No more than vanity cleverly camouflaged as expression in an attempt to gain attention.” You are, however, wide of the mark. Using my inside voice to compose the latest movement, intrigue politely swings you to the dance floor, swaying effortlessly throughout the night to the melodic sounds of Firelight.


,…james

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