L. B. Mek

of Delicate, delights

propelled as fate's skimmed pebbles, surfing Cupid's waves

maple-hue horizons, drowning solitude isles

realised wishes, on a shoreline of swaying marram shoots


in-step upon steep stairs

of give-way sand patches, crumbling barriers

weary, tiptoed stealth - nothing rushed  


bites, of barely felt finger brushes

sips of witty verbal volleys

as intertwined silhouettes: Bachata 

across glistening pavements


blinks, as archaic practices

every scene - UHD clear, without glassed distance

monsoon of exposed wire sensations


untouched, blushing ears - blooming heat

a word - for five-minute silences, talkative 

enthralled, within each syllable’s perfect placement


lips, daring to striptease 

surrender flag - keys

veins, as techno beat DJ's 

deep end diving - heterochromia brevity  


'candyfloss gliding' as blog entry headings  

lost, to exhilaration's grip - anticipating 

‘Godfather II’ calibre: second helpings



© L. B. Mek 

June 2020


  • dusk arising

    Gave me the feeling i was 'chatting up' a delightful intelligent lady who was not totally disinterested.

    Love the metaphors. I'm really enjoying reading your posts on MPS.

    • L. B. Mek

      thank you, I know my offerings are somewhat different to the usual writing style on MPS, so I'm grateful for your support and encouragement

      • dusk arising

        We are each individuals with our own peculiar influences, styles and mood of the day. I'd have to disagree that there is a 'usual' writing style here on MPS. I see much variation among contributors which is, I think, healthy. However, what you bring is for me refreshing, most welcome and enjoyable. You write great stuff !!!

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      • Fay Slimm.

        After a second reading of this peek into the use of surreal I marvel at the word-power used to bring a sense of exhilaration to a slow romance - or not -- maybe.

        • L. B. Mek

          I too marvel, at your ability to empower others with your generous words of wisdom and encouragement. thank you

        • Neville

          you can beat an egg & you can beat a carpet.. but you just can't beat a good metaphor can ya, I love em....

          • L. B. Mek

            lol, why thank ya good Sir

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