Shadorma Photo Prompt #9


What I feared

Never came to pass

The mirror

Did not crack

In reprisal of my gaze

I am forgiven


This piece is quite personal and I am not certain it translates outside of my head space

So here I have written a super simple poem to clarify


When I was young

I felt myself a monster

So I saw myself

Through a monster’s eyes

As a woman

I have found the child

And through forgiveness

Discovered within

A unique and indomitable beauty


Blessedly Imperfect

taraminshull31I AM AMARAI

Against the contours of your flesh

I anchor my translucent bones

Within this sacramental harbor

We are nightly uncloaked


Bring not your wrath

Lest demons occupy

The rift of malcontent


Bring not your secrets

Lest doubt embellish

Irreparably my dreams


Let an imperfect day deliquesce

The truth caters not to preference

What is, is always more precious

Than our egos could ever conceive

3 Little Love Poems




By the same force

That incites migration

In Arctic Terns

We nest our bones



In the consummation

Of love


We create within

A passage

That the other

May never want

For warmth


Your heart hangs above

Like a laboring moon

She is generous

With her expectations

But always forgiving


(night full of seizures almost went to the emergency room not sure how available or coherent I’ll be)

While I Still Dream



Is a courtesan

Summoned nightly,

Arms twining around

A delicate neck,

I draw red wine lips

Against a paler flesh

Chasing amnesia,

In eyes as sensual

As cascading lilacs



With your smile

All I need

Is your belief,

Your soul


To nostalgic intimacy

Take me back

Before oblivion

Consumes our love,

Take me back

While I still dream

Polarity #7


Every attempt at departure was met with resistance. Performance might not have been mandatory but attendance was nonnegotiable. He’d arrived in the deep end of an Olympic-sized swimming pool, that remained the most obvious route home. The first attempt was promising, a shimmer of light dancing on the floor of the pool, a vague otherworldly image that imbued him with a sense of hope. Two boys had drug him thrashing from the depths and deposited him roughly on the concrete deck, foiling his plans. Defeat and a week long quarantine in a white room had been his punishment. He’d been forbidden from using the pool. She had returned armed with propaganda but her charisma left him contrary. After her visit he gave up trying, did his best to earn some leeway, it wasn’t his nature to deceive but his words were dismissed as delirium.


“Where do you think you’re going?” The deep voice belonged to his roommate as did the strong grip accosting his descent.

“I’m going home…” He muttered voice violently wrenched from the pit of his stomach where it lay entombed.

“You seriously want to leave over some histrionic chit?” Turning around he faced his former mate head on. The face that greeted him was not the one his imagination conceived. He’d expected a hollow-eyed anger, a mutilated mouth cut into a vicious sneer but the eyes on him were clear and poignant.

“Why did you do it? You knew I liked her…” He said the question falling inelegantly from a pensive mouth. In the days following the breakup he had never sought his roommate’s story, could not even look at the other boy for it pained him to do so.

“She was mine before she was yours…” He could feel the other’s dark eyes burning through layers of protective dermis but it was not a malignant stare but a beseeching one.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” He asked if this was true then wasn’t he also to blame? Perhaps there had been signs?

“We were broken up you seemed like a good guy…I didn’t count on getting jealous…” The admission was coupled with a distraught smile. “She approached me…I missed her you get me?” He did get it and maybe he could even forgive it.

“I am not leaving because of her or you…I don’t belong here…this place is a prison…I might have had to live by certain standards in the past but I knew what they were and the rationale behind them….everyone here spends so much time faking freedom….” He said noting the change in his roommate’s expression and the sudden chill of the water around them.

“I am not like the rest of you…I was born here…my old man used to beat me up…when she offered me a place I accepted…turns out she is a real fucking psycho….you’re lucky she’s not been around much…I used to run away every opportunity I got but she always found me…she owns the whole city…” Though the words were whispered the venom and fear behind them was apparent.

“Why didn’t you take one of the portals?” He asked all rivalry at the moment forgotten.

“You don’t think I’ve tried that? Every portal has a key…she keeps the keys with her…that’s not a problem for you…since you’re a resident…all you have to do is approach the right portal with the intention of returning…” The thought of leaving the other youth here felt cruel though he knew not the depth of their self-proclaimed savior’s tyranny. He didn’t even know if he would be allowed to pass. His roommate was brutishly strong and 6’3 if the other adolescent denied him there was little he could do.

“Seeing as you’re the only one that she hasn’t managed to brainwash…I think I’ll let you go after all…” Relief was overshadowed by concern. No matter what resentment existed between them they had been friends, he could not in good conscious abandon.

“Why don’t you come with me?” His roommate looked surprised by the proposition, apparently the story have been more warning than entreaty.

“I should think you’d be glad to be rid of me…” The laugh that followed was wry but uneasy. “Are you serious?” The other residents were approaching rapidly there was no time for details or disputes they had to act.

“I am totally serious…” To illustrate his point he grabbed his roommate’s wrist and jerked him under the abnormally blue water.

(There is one more installment after this my dreams are monstrous lol)



My roots are soft,

Free of dirt,

They dip


Into the sea


For the salt

Of an inexhaustible



Is it not love

That renders

Us human?


The deficiencies


I have a heart

Whose ingenious doors

Welcome the universe

Unfiltered and who

Find in no man a baggage

Too ponderous to bare


I do not despite


Have the means to adapt

An unalterable animus

Indeed all who pass

Will assuredly be




My heart pivots to the left

Inches toward your salted lips

Waste not your breath

On confession

My hands already grip

The coattails

Of your eccentricity

My dirty nails

Having dug so deeply

Into your sympathetic chest

Do not seek

To cross-contaminate

Remain love

As you are

I lie in our bed

Still but for the raised pulse reaped

From an artless moon

You collapse in waves

Tears unfastening slowly

Wounds stinging sweetly

In my excavated palms

All delusions are pardoned

You sort of get 3 today well they were tied in my mind. Can you tell I am in the mood to snuggle with hubbie.  This is a picture of my husband years ago being silly, he is such an innocent person and I think this picture shows it lol