I’m Tethered


This burning need has got me caught,
I’m tethered

She’s collared me with sweet release and
supple leather

Keeping me on leash by burning passion and
dream-wing feathers

Demanding I write regardless of the world,
or weather

I’ve come to recognize her as my fantasies and
mind’s bellwether

I must do her bidding or she’ll go, abandoning me
altogether

I thought she was forever lost, so I’ll happily walk in
my muse’s tether

After all, she’s my soul’s first lover

©RedCat



Written for this weekend’s prompt by Sammi Cox. The prompt word is tether and the word count is 80 words.


Summertime Pleasures


Laughing sky-blue eyes
My heart soar and fly
Delighted playful smile
Stealing my breath awhile
Soft sun-warm skin
Kindling the fire within

Strawberry stained lips
My hands trace the gentle curve of your hips

Drawing me in for another kiss
I could stay forever held like this

Our sweet summertime pleasures
Moments I forever treasure

© RedCat

Midsummer Frenzy


As the midsummer frenzy reaches its crescendo
My love smiles bright with clear innuendo
Let us celebrate this never to come night
Coming together under the moons clear sight
Sharing our bodies lust with abandon and delight

©RedCat


Written for this weekend’s writing prompt from Sammi Cox. Inspired by the word crescendo and the nearing of midsummer singing in my blood.


Read other sensual poems by me here.


If you desire to be my lover


If you desire to be my lover.
You must feel delighted to mysteries discover.
Read the nomenclature of the poetic fire in my soul.
Not have the need to push me into hemmed in roles.
Be able to decipher the cartography of my mind’s twists and turns.
Not fear that my passions will burn.
Learn the topography of my body’s pleasure.
Delight in seeking every carnal treasure.
I’m not for the timid.
Are you still interested?

©RedCat



Written in response to this weekend’s writing prompt by Sammi Cox


Casanova Comes Closer (2020 Re-post)

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Re-post comment:

Welcome to another Wandering the Archives Wednesday. This month is all about GloPoWriMo. So here’s the fourth most read post from April 2020.

Enjoy!



Casanova comes closer
Celebrated curves charm
Lips cherry colored
Cobalt eyes cajole
Clothes, composure convey carefree confidence
Concealing clingy charcoal chemise
Careful charisma conspire
Channeling close connection
Compassionate carnal company
Clarion cavalry call
Come cherished cupid
Come closer
Come conquer
Come champion
Come climax

© REDCAT

Time for Quadrille #101 – a poem of precisely 44 words – at dVerse poets pub. Really love playing around with this format. :-)


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GloPoWriMo 2020

DAY 1 – Build a New Start
DAY 2 – Beloved Bookstore
DAY 3 – Sunshine and Hail
DAY 4 – Isolation Dating
DAY 5 –Staring out a Windowpane
DAY 6 – Casanova Comes Closer
DAY 7 – Swirling Colors of my Mind
DAY 8 – White – Red – Black
DAY 9 – Different World After
DAY 10 – Spring Hay(na)ku
DAY 11 – Love – Hay(na)ku
DAY 12 – Make Art – Triolet inspired
by Neil Gaiman and Chris Riddell
DAY 13 – What did you think would happen
to a child left on my doorstep?
DAY 14 – Ballad of the Lost Poet
DAY 15 – Writer’s class – Hay(na)ku
DAY 16 – What is a Nomad without a Tribe?
DAY 17 – Pale Spring, Here Again, Nature Awake
DAY 18 – Spring Day in the Garden
DAY 19 – Close Couplets
DAY 20 – Lost in Love’s First Flush
DAY 21 – She Tasted Like Memory
DAY 22 – Struggling Mind
DAY 23 – Written in the book of dust
DAY 24 – At the end of every week, Friday-Cozy!
DAY 25 – Slip, Crack, Shatter
DAY 26 – Humans Really Don’t Know
DAY 27 – April Rain
DAY 28 – Greeting the Watch Horse
DAY 29 – Letter of Hope
DAY 30 – Witches Walpurgis Night Preparation

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Lost in Love’s First Flush (2020 Re-post)

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Re-post comment:

Time for me to dance through the archives.

This is the third most read post from April last year.

Enjoy!



Over the rainbow. Seduced by trust.
Dreamy infatuation. Wholehearted crush.
Finally here. My soul’s fairest.
Eyes lock. My whole body blush.
Clothes gone. Blown away like dust.
Lips meet. Heartbeats rush.
Falling together. Into the arms of lust.
Blissfully lost in love’s first flush.

© REDCAT

For Quadrille #102, at dVerse 44 words not including title.

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GloPoWriMo 2020

DAY 1 – Build a New Start
DAY 2 – Beloved Bookstore
DAY 3 – Sunshine and Hail
DAY 4 – Isolation Dating
DAY 5 –Staring out a Windowpane
DAY 6 – Casanova Comes Closer
DAY 7 – Swirling Colors of my Mind
DAY 8 – White – Red – Black
DAY 9 – Different World After
DAY 10 – Spring Hay(na)ku
DAY 11 – Love – Hay(na)ku
DAY 12 – Make Art – Triolet inspired
by Neil Gaiman and Chris Riddell
DAY 13 – What did you think would happen
to a child left on my doorstep?
DAY 14 – Ballad of the Lost Poet
DAY 15 – Writer’s class – Hay(na)ku
DAY 16 – What is a Nomad without a Tribe?
DAY 17 – Pale Spring, Here Again, Nature Awake
DAY 18 – Spring Day in the Garden
DAY 19 – Close Couplets
DAY 20 – Lost in Love’s First Flush
DAY 21 – She Tasted Like Memory
DAY 22 – Struggling Mind
DAY 23 – Written in the book of dust
DAY 24 – At the end of every week, Friday-Cozy!
DAY 25 – Slip, Crack, Shatter
DAY 26 – Humans Really Don’t Know
DAY 27 – April Rain
DAY 28 – Greeting the Watch Horse
DAY 29 – Letter of Hope
DAY 30 – Witches Walpurgis Night Preparation

Spring favour – A Seguidilla in three verses

©RedCat

Suddenly there’s swirling snow
Chilling to the bone
Painting pale skin icy blue
Driving us back home
Thawing by the fire
Peeling off our cold soaked clothes
Your curves I admire

Where did the pale spring sun go
Snatched by white Jack Frost
Raging around house and wood
Is Ostara lost?
Strum tunes on the lyre
Dance and song will bring her back
Your wit I desire

As the embers softly glow
Shielding us from cold
As we wait again for day
Green spring myths are told
Your tales me inspire
Maybe you’ll favour the bold
A kiss I’m afire

©RedCat

Written for Poetry Form: Seguidilla at dVerse.

This is a wholly new form for me, so took some work, but you know me. I like these intricate forms. :-)

The Seguidilla began as a popular dance song of Spain. The verse form was established and branched into variations by the 17th century. It has an alternating long short rhythm.

The Seguidilla is:
• stanzaic, written in any number of 2 part septets. (7 lines)
• syllabic, 7-5-7-5 : 5-7-5 per line. There is a slight pause between L4 and L5 suggesting L4 should be end-stopped.
• rhymed by assonance xAxABxB or xAxABAB. x being unrhymed. True rhyme is generally not used.
• composed with a volta or change in thought between L4 and L5.
• sometimes serves as a conclusion for another verse.

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Longing Dream – A Sonnet

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Eyes meet for the first time, not behind screen
The busy central station fades away
Butterflies like an ingenue of eighteen
Your smile and look a hint of foreplay

Hands touch for the first time, skin on skin
Light dawns, hope rise, connection is real
Nervous faces melts into happy grins
Maybe there’s another who share how I feel

Lips meet for the first time, tender kisses
Breath catches, heart races, love and care flow
Each knowing what the other most misses
What’s needed for that radiant glow

The alarm clock abruptly rips the dream
A longing lonely soul sorrow screams

©RedCat

Written for MTB: Middles & Turns at dVerse.

I’ve written a few Sonnets before, Fall Maiden and Carrot.

But this is the first time I managed to incorporate a real volta, or turn in the last couplet.


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