All posts in category Poetry

Muse for Monday

Mantra is pleased to have her day back to herself.

Hijacked

Mantra is tired of romance and blog hops and Follies and everything else being on the wrong day, so she has hijacked today. You have been warned.

But Not

When we fall in love, it is easy to recite all the things we want. We play our dreams in fast forward inserting Mate into the opposite starring role. Can you hear me asking yet? What do you think happens?

Mantra, The Muse

Mantra of M3

Have you ever waited for someone? Not just the waiting on a sidewalk or in an alfresco, but truly waited?

Bittersweet

If you have not been over to Edward Hotspur’s place to see what the whys and wherefores are for Romantic Monday, you are encouraged (Do you see me with the raised eyebrow, crossed arms and tapping foot?) to do so when the house lights come back up. With no more palaver, Romantic Monday.