lauralee_sugah's Blog Entries

10 May 2014 06:01

Give me your skin
as sheer as a cobweb,
let me open it up
and listen in and scoop out the dark.

~ Anne Sexton

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08 May 2014 03:40

today should be about bubbles!

07 May 2014 13:18



05 May 2014 18:24

i blow kisses to you
whether you catch them or not.
they float in dreamy wandering.
magic breath.
smiles in the making.

05 May 2014 00:06

that moment... when your breath ceases but who you are still manages to combine and change everything.

02 May 2014 20:38

A poet has to fall in love to write.
Her bed is heaped with papers, or with men.

~ Erica Jong

01 May 2014 21:46

30 Apr 2014 22:05

“Chemistry is you touching my arm and it setting fire to my mind"
~ Nayyirah Waheed

30 Apr 2014 19:16

come read my new erotic poem, "amethyst sky."

http://www.lushstories.com/stories/erotic-poems/amethyst-sky.aspx

30 Apr 2014 16:07



29 Apr 2014 23:28

tired days make me weak.
my heart longs to rest in you,
but i hide myself.

haiku for the hump day
national poetry month

29 Apr 2014 01:15

thunder and wind
pace me through my house.
my heart speeds with them
and holds tight to anxious thoughts.
the trees creak.
the lights blink.
peace is far from the night
but i am here.

national poetry month

28 Apr 2014 09:14

there, they burst forth,
the audacious words.
words that alter the universe.
the stars travel
in breathtaking newness
across a sky forever rearranged.
here, it slowly spills,
the wordless moment.
its own impact
a soft and luscious joy.
words rest in peace
in a fully satisfied heart.

national poetry month

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27 Apr 2014 16:09

i closed my mouth
and spoke to you
in a hundred
silent ways.
~rumi

27 Apr 2014 00:23

i live in a sea
of breaths and glances,
wanting such
insurmountably
small
things.
i watch your words
and hope for truth
as the moans in my throat
show you the way
to my sinful soul.

national poetry month

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25 Apr 2014 23:08

seeing your face is like
returning home to sunlight.
your mouth comes near
breathing you into me.
we fit in one another's hands.
the skin sliding through
joyful welcome.
so much perfect...
until i wake
and the fantasy drifts
into the ether.

national poetry month

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24 Apr 2014 23:15

the storm is here
striking over and over.
gale force winds
push me weeping to the floor.
but there...
past the edge of pain...
i know i love you.

national poetry month

24 Apr 2014 01:16

i offend you
as i block the camera
to avoid the theft of my soul.
does refusal to allow the image
mean i do not exist?
that i breathe air
but hold each molecule
like that slender space
right at the event horizon?
that i have successfully hidden
at the point of no return?
when i refuse to allow
you to capture my true self
do i fade into non-existence
by my own choice
or do you hear me begging
from my hidden heart,
"come find me"?

national poetry month

22 Apr 2014 22:03

will i ever be enough?
will you risk some small moment
to truly choose me?
hidden thoughts
remain so
as i dream of never days.
what will happen
if i speak them,
reveal me,
let them go?
this is my risk,
untaken.

#nationalpoetrymonth

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22 Apr 2014 02:13

i do not know
if this aching moan
comes from the storm
or me.
reality is hard to place
in a world where love skips
a welcome home
and finds its own conveniences.

#nationalpoetrymonth

21 Apr 2014 03:33

bare feet walk a knife edge
bleeding
from a million tiny slices.
a question echoes
over the distance
and the faint answer comes
softly from my empty heart.
"because i want you."

#nationalpoetrymonth
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20 Apr 2014 11:35

today i wear my easter sweetness.
if you could just see...
i am all naughtiness underneath.

#truth

19 Apr 2014 06:05

rain dripped from leaves
to the roof of my house.
i heard crickets
singing the end of stormy gusts.
you filled my lungs
with your breath
and my thoughts with your voice.
no more gale force fear
because of you.

#nationalpoetrymonth

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18 Apr 2014 08:14

“Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.”
--Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

18 Apr 2014 07:51

i stand in silence
and watch the wounded things.
where is the soul magic?
does healing come?
or oblivion only?
sing the answer.
my tears obscure your words.

#nationalpoetrymonth

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17 Apr 2014 10:24

a yellow moon drips like honey
through moody clouds.
my warm sigh
accompanies stars
tossed into the ink-washed sky
by caressing fingers.
the words in me
have become a sacred sadness.
i wish we could be real
just for the life
of this sparkling trail...

#nationalpoetrymonth

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16 Apr 2014 06:22

the last love letter joins the wind
dressed in shades of sunrise.
scattered dreams
vandalize the hours
with colors of smoke
and painted prayers
wherever they rest.

#nationalpoetrymonth

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15 Apr 2014 09:39

let me worship your feet.

14 Apr 2014 06:09

what i want cannot be taken.
it must be offered freely...
although not always gently.
it is in the wildness
of heaving moments
that truth is told,
bonds are made,
love is held forever.

#nationalpoetrymonth

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13 Apr 2014 09:57