To Love (From the Dragonish Collection)
Your nine is my seven, my seven your nine.
You are yin and I am yang, two tadpoles
commingled; two shining planets aligned.
Surely two halves can make a perfect whole?
The sand slips from one glass chamber
into the other enriching, feeding.
I swell, you wane; I descend, you clamber -
transferring strength; power conceding.
Tangible duality is restless.
We each contain the germ, the others' seeds
rendered into sweet-scented Vignette.
The hour glass is spiralling and endless -
moonless surge sweeps in, sunless wave recedes
we will come together love, just not yet.
I'm a teacher-librarian (if you know what that is, lol) working in a small country town in Gippsland, Australia. I love to read (naturally) and write (of course), drink red wine (a little too much, occasionally) and travel whenever and wherever I can. I've had quite a bit of publishing success with my poetry but I've been rather too precious (to date) where my short stories and novels are concerned sooooo... I decided to join Wattpad and begin bravely exposing my soul. It's going to be difficult to let go at times but I'm determined and with a little encouragement, I might just actually get somewhere. If not, well at least my work may interest someone, somewhere, somehow.
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- JoinedOctober 7, 2013
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Stories by joy reid
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PART 1: Seven poems that explore love.
The sated wind doodles mischievously
no longer the ravening raptor loosed
that scratched sharp claws to my unfettered glee.
Now are you temperate, husky, obtuse.
PART 2: Follo...