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Poetry and Illustration by Ruth Ann Cutler

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Purple Lace

Purple Lace Sheltered within a purple lace boudoir, smelling of heated dampness, spilt wine and burning passion. Through timeworn windows and doors, in open reveal. Curtains of willowy lace, flitter a peek-a-boo expose with the celestial moons and twinkling stars. Mounted within the enflamed aura of burning splits of oak, framed in stone. Thunderous, crashing... Continue Reading →

Had I…

Had I…   Had I, a great husband… I would never know the world the way I do. I wouldn't have needed to look. Had I, not the husband of nightmares… I wouldn't have ever learned how to dream. Had I, a husband who never made me cry… I’d never know tears of happiness. Had... Continue Reading →

Lady Spirit

Lady Spirit By Ruth A. Cutler 2016 Two hearts, from the time and ways of old, I became. Sister to one before me, together paving the way. to four more girls who came along. All six for one, and six for all. Wife to three, whose eyes went astray. On little funds, a Mother alone... Continue Reading →

Castaway

Castaway By Ruth A. Cutler 2016   For the Father who got his kicks and left and Mother who sold me like a piece of discarded furniture.   Under crimson skies, two pirated souls on wayward vessels meant for varied foreign soils. Their fleeting passion, quickly gone as their nameless faces. Forgotten like the babe... Continue Reading →

Today

Today by Ruth Cutler 2016   With a piercing shrill, once more I am forced upon another dreadfully, blessed day. Laying in a pool of sweat and tears, a speeding heart and screams fading into whispered echo’s, the alarm shatters, the never ending nightly play of terrors. Grisly visions best kept unsaid and kept away... Continue Reading →

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