Bait 2.0 Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko on Pexels.com Just enough for a nibble... Just a bit of a taste. Just a fling, of a sad fiddle... Just a reaction, with O much haste. Just a clue; found in such a riddle... Just a song, for a palate with such taste. Just a being, found right... Continue Reading →

I Waited…

"Indian Bayou" Photo By: MadamChryzl I waited for you... With my eyes to the night sky... I waited for you... The stars watched and sent me their tears... I waited for you... One by one their tears fell around me... I waited for you... I cried, "I am a fool." I waited for you... The... Continue Reading →

Lingering Luck

Luck Lasts A Lifetime WhatA luckyFind you areA true treasure forSure WhatA fond Keepsake that IKeep dear to myCheekSuch A delightSo lovely andBright full of hopefulLife NoLonger asDelicate as youMay like yet mostDelicate -Madamchryzl-

A Precarious Bridge

Teeter, Todder...A hazard for fodder...Such a tiny article...Veiled to the oracle...To rumble and crumble...A junction with no function...Oh, Take me across...Ah, Beholden my loss...To the space in between...Such pleasure and so mean... It dissolves...It falls...Oh, precarious bridge...You are but a jagged ridge... -Madamchryzl-

Cajun Part I

My Nonc... AKA... My Mom's 1st Love... Ignorance is bliss kind of moment.She then very eloquently, saw her way out.... 🥰😘 I do not expect you to listen all the way through... But, this is actual footage from a very early time in Cajun History. https://youtu.be/_imk4fvZXGg

Decades Into Today

Oh, to be a girl, again...Never...Oh, to be young, again...Lever...For, all my years count...Forever...Sum, earned wisdom....Clever...-Madamchryzl- Model Credit: The Lovely Princess Tia

Discounted Tongue

Discounted Tongue YourSilver tongueYour gentle handEvery part of youFalseIwill keepYour silver platedMemory amongst my littleCollectionOfPebbles andRocks for noneOf Them will everTarnishAgainst The rainsAnd floods ofMy world but yoursWill-Madamchryzl- For the lies and memories, that need to be forgotten...

Dressed In The Night

Dressed In The Night The Stars, need not regard any concern... The Universe, had given us a turn... The Night, held us close and tight... The Sun, chased us away, upon the morning light... -Madamchryzl-

The Sins Of A Woman

The Sins Of A Woman You wait...And wait...Watching...Until it is too late...You recall...You recant...You try to stop...But you just can't...It festers...It bleeds...You ignore very specific needs...It blisters...It burns...Until...Until, the table turns...With nothing to say... You speak it, anyway...Oh, you and what you feel...If only it was not real...You are happy...You are sad...What you do, it... Continue Reading →

THE SINS OF A MAN

THE SINS OF A BUNNY MAN You wither and you wane... Increasing your threshold of disdain...You hold your feelings of love aside...Even too afraid to even travel outside...You Calculate...You Bait...Adjusting other peoples fate...Your Lies...Your Deception...Implanting, so much misconception...Even...Of the one...The one...That held you, when everyone else was done...-Madamchryzl- Dedicated to the meanest person that I... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad XI

Narcoleptic Nomad XI I dream of galloping hooves and golden chariots…Oh, what a sight!They guide me, echoing into the night…Oh, bliss!I hear a beautiful Teal singing as sweetly as a lovers kiss... I dream of towering pillars embracing its’ historic judgement…Oh, the landscape!Peaks of green, towers of limestone, and torturous dungeons…Oh, is the heavy air!Ancients... Continue Reading →

Yet Another Goodbye

Yet Another Goodbye charcoal and chalk pencil on pastel paper By John Teal My skin has burned with the maximum pleasures...Your ghost will forever haunt my lips...For there is none other left to kiss...My heart begs to my mind.. Say,it is not so.Oh please, My Love...Please do not go...Unforgettable...Yet...Banished upon the ship of unending time...Unbearable...Tragically...Wrecked... Continue Reading →

Nature

An uncontrollable natureis what lives...My uncontrollable natureis what gives...An unwavering natureis what gives...My Unwavering Nature is what lives...Madamchryzl

Murderous Memory

Another Tale With No Ending Penelope watched as the couple swooned over one another inside of the gondola. She admired how he had brushed her hair away from her eyes so that he may gaze deeper. Penelope sighed and envied the woman’s hand as it gripped her lover’s shoulder tightly when she leaned in to... Continue Reading →

Murderous Mommy

Another Tale With No Ending October fog was always the thickest than in the other months and Penelope loved the it. She loved the feel and the imagery of the spooky air. "Honey, can you grab my box of Halloween decorations out of storage, please?" Penelope asked as she poured two cups of coffee."It has... Continue Reading →

Murderous Morning

ANOTHER Tale With No End Breakfast was always hassle... Tristan and Chrys were always a handful.Constant conflict and commotion..."Mom! Oatmeal!" too loudly... "Mom! Grits!" far louder..."Sure, My Loves..."Penelope walked into the kitchen sluggishly.Half asleep and with one eye she reaches for her coffee tin.EMPTY! MORNING DEMANDS AND THERE IS NO COFFEE !DUMMMM DUMMM DUMMMMM....-Madamchryzl-

Murderous Bayou

A Tale With No Ending "What do you know of murder?" she asked.The lieutenant stared."What DO you know of murder?"she repeated.Lieutenant Boch realigned his posture."I know that people murder people. I know it does not always require motive and sometimes it has one." he replied. Penelope sat in her rocking chair and continued to knit... Continue Reading →

Earth and Fire

Earth and Fire What Are we To do withThis love of oursHopeHopeThat weMay plant ourHearts upon fertile groundsGrowGrowTogether reachingOur Vines outward Toward one another's graspHoldHoldOn neverLetting go soThat we become oneEntanglement Entanglement Rearranged withinThe same yet Different given life formsUnited WhatShall weDo with ThisPassion we are givenIgniteIgnite Our worldSet it allAblaze bring out theTorchTorchIt deliver... Continue Reading →

In My Head

The Skull By John TealChalk pencil on black card In My Head In my headEncompassed within boneVibrates a solemn toneBeneath this white shellLives, Oh Heaven and HellIn my headTissue of pale and pinkWith warm depths to sinkWorlds of non-existence Upon walls of resistance In my headVisions live awake and in slumberCalculations and solutions without any... Continue Reading →

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