“Barbed Wire Romance” by L. K. Thayer

barbed wire romance

sucked into chance

and all that is written on walls

as graffiti is sprayed

and the apple is bitten

let our love not fade

with the ashes

of burning Cinderellas

and lost slippers

sipping from big dippers

on the milky way

of what’s mine is yours

and the galaxy of

meteors and space between

our sentences, let

our pregnant pauses

birth new beginnings

from lust to trust

grounded into


giving each other permission

to become

who we are

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010


  1. Lordy · April 19, 2010

    Such sharp words Lisa…….A goddess of the barbed quill !!

  2. lkthayer · April 19, 2010

    Thank you Lord Hicks one who should know how it feels to be pricked,
    would you like to trade barbs?? 🙂

  3. Lordy · April 19, 2010

    Such sharp wit…………..Smiles!!

  4. lkthayer · April 20, 2010

    A sharp shooter = a sharp snapper!! 🙂

  5. Lordy · April 20, 2010

    I will raze u a $………….Now cut the pack Ace is high

  6. lkthayer · April 20, 2010

    Spin the bottle…let’s play that game…do you Brits know that one?????

  7. Lordy · April 20, 2010

    This one shakes his head!!……..Sounds fun!!

  8. lkthayer · April 20, 2010

    First one must drink the bottle to be limber for the game…

  9. Lordy · April 20, 2010

    What’s in the bottle?

  10. lkthayer · April 20, 2010

    Wine darling!!

  11. Lordy · April 20, 2010

    But you can’t hear me!!!!!

  12. lkthayer · April 20, 2010

    excuse me????

  13. Henry B. Rosenbush · April 21, 2010

    beautiful prose and the photo has wrapped me into you universe.

    • lkthayer · April 21, 2010

      Thank you so much Henry!!! 🙂

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