Save Me

Take the ribbon from my hair
Blood red against the bone white sheet
Tie it tight around your wrist
Strip the stockings from my feet
Cobweb shadows stain my legs
Constraints of pride and purity
Forgotten lengths of vanity
Peel the gloves from ‘tween my fingers
Stained with sweat and impure thought
Tattooed lace of moral stricture
Modesty for pity’s sake
Rip the dress from round my waist
Zipper bust and fabric rent
Fling it out into the street
Let them see me. Naked. Bare.

All rights reserved – Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked this, read Rhythm and Motion

Knowing better, doing it anyway

I am foolish, I’ve come out without my coat.
I am foolish, I’ve come out without my clothes.
The cold wind nips at the tips of my nipples,
Hairs on my skin shiver, quiver in the breeze.

The wisdom of waiting is far from my mind.
The wisdom of watching is far from sublime.
Give me a story, a poem or a glance
I’ll stand here forever, till you return my heart.

All rights reserved, Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked Knowing Better, doing it anyway, read Reckless

Stone of the Ages

A bold figure stands in the valley of shadow
A statue of rock between mossy walls
Circle her slowly, diamond of Rhea
Coiled in her carvings her message obscure

The golden chord struck and the standing stone echoes
Percussion of tremors felt deep below
Her pitch soars higher, song of the ages
Morning’s first glory to settle her maw

The sun rises east as the river flows silver
The sweet song trembles at movement inside
The rhythm unfurls, passion moves closer
Sing muse again of the beauty described.

All Rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2016

If you liked Rock of Ages, read Goddess