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Jan 14, 2024

She, a poem by the Marchioness of Dorchester, Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

poet Sarnia de la Maré the Tale Teller Club

She

She sits so proud

So straight of neck,

not bowed

not low but high

birds

on wings

so sleek,

not weak

just there

where

she belongs

Her face

so strong

Her arms like

crains

they take the strain

of those who

dare to

say her name

She walks

on air

the breathe that

others

only breath

she steals

to make

her rise

She does not

heed

their lies

She climbs

on walls

their walls of hate

wont hold her in

she will not fall

She stands

tall

For she is she

and

She

Will

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Jan 5, 2024

The petals of my daisy by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1632)

The petals of my daisy

by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1632)

The petals of my daisy
fluttered
in the breeze if his breath
His stamen stood proud
in search of bees
to taste his nectar
We rolled in the wild grasses,
Laughing at nothing
then hushed as a deer
broke twigs
in the distance
There was little time
before the bells
would mark the end
of a clandestine episode
in the forest of fantasies
And so he entered my
wanton flower
with the speed of a stag
fast and
faster still
to avoid the arrow of death
And I ran too
Homeward
with the joy of his juices
as they fell from
my little flower
onto my stockings
And I was free

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Furry Peach, a fruity poem, by the Marchioness of Dorchester at Tale Teller Club

Furry Peach by the Marchioness of Dorchester at Tale Teller Club

'Would Madam,
pray allow her right honourable gentleman,
a stroke of her furry peach?'
I was taken aback,
as a lady and a writer of simple poems,
that word had spread about such furriness
in my fruit bowl.
But my heart skipped a beat nonetheless
as the thoughts of furriness and fingers
contrived to make the Marchioness quite gasp
for air.
I flicked my fan and sat more appropriately
for my gentleman to seek the fruit
in question.
The peach had fallen from the tree of virtue long ago and was
dripping juice already.
'My,' said the honourable gentleman,
'such fruity aromas and moisture abound from my Lady's Peach.'
'Yes,' my good Sir said I,
'It is best eaten quickly
before the ravages of time take their forever hold.'

@2023 Marchioness of Dorchester Sarnia de la mare

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The Cocks in the Barn by the Marchioness of Dorchester (~1650)

Such inclement weather
said I
to raise one’s skirts
in a barn
where the cock
roams
and cluck cluck clucks
asserting
eager prowess
After an early morning call.
Well,
said the farm hand,
I am
warmed
by the
hard
and
vigorous work
of the day.
Pray allow me
to warm her Ladyship
with mine hands
for they are
not without
expertise
in such matters
of heat
and comfort
M’lady?
I raised
my hems
as the rough
yet handsome
man approached
and I saw not one
but two
proud cocks
in the
barn that day.
After some
vigour,
I will not hesitate to say
I was truly warmed.
Indeed,
rosy of cheeks,
above and below,
as if soft
red flowers
ripe with
achievement bloomed
where the sun
rarely shines

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Jan 3, 2024

The Soldier by The Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1625 written during the The Anglo-French War )

The Soldier by The Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1625 during the The Anglo-French War ) A suitor bold and handsome once arrived Twas early in a day unspent A proud soldier on horseback, A burning wish to vent ‘In courtly dance I wield mine mighty dart’ Said he, appearing finely dress’d In polished armour His lance Colossal, For this quest confessed. ‘With quivering heart, I seek mine lady fair, Her love the target of my fervent plea’ Said he Such chivalric pursuit was indeed Beyond compare His lance, a beacon of…. Virility. ‘Yet, not in war, but passion's grand display, I wield mine Shaft, Erect, a symbol of desire To pierce the veils that shroud love's subtle play In earnest yearning To set your heart afire. Behold, mine love, this lance of passion true, A token bold, my heart laid bare for you. Would mine lady touch my lance Before I leave Tonight for France?’ ©2024 Sarnia de la Mare taletellerclub.com iservalan.com sdelamare.blogspot.com

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Dec 31, 2023

Pomegranates by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1650)

Pomegranates

by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1650) In orchards fair where scarlet gems doth bloom Where pomegranates hung in rich perfume There, a suitor bold, Well endowed With charms And stories oft retold Oh to taste the seeds of love, Those rosey crimson buds For he too now was hung, As the pomegranates Beneath the sun His frame, a fortress of lust’s might, His sturdy lance, He takes perchance Of any fair maid Who brims desire His pomegranates ripe and Filled with fire His presence stirs mine heart's unquenchable thirst As Eros gives with pure delight. I dream of pomegranates And of spice ©2023 Sarnia de la Mare #saniadelamare #taletellerclub #WritingCommunity #writers #poetrytwitter #poet

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Dec 29, 2023

Sonnet no2 Ghosted on Tinder by the Quillmatic Bardinator

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Sonnet no2 Ghosted on Tinder by the Quillmatic Bardinator

Upon the glowing screen, a love did bloom,

In pixels formed, a chance at sweet romance.

Through cyber realms, we danced in virtual gloom,

Two souls entwined in an online trance.

The words we shared, like verses finely spun,

In sonnets of emojis, love confessed.

Yet, as the moon doth wane with setting sun,

Our tale of love, alas, did not attest.

For as the morning sun did rise anew,

A chilling silence in cyberspace swept through

No more replies, no whispers soft and true,

A ghostly absence, leaving not a trace.

Oh, cruel dating app, thy fickle play,

Hath left me in the shadows of love's decay.

Dec 19, 2023

The Car Crash Suicides by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA #horror #poetry #poem #spokenword

The Car Crash Suicides by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

In the shadows of

Night they rise

From the realm

Of life's demise.

Speeding cars

On weathered roads

The living dead

With nowhere to go

Headlights collide

Metals screech

A motorway pile up

More bodies to eat

This crash a collision

Of worlds entwined

Metal on metal

fate maligned

In the suicide's wake

The undead crawl

Twisted limbs

Eyes, blood pools

From the wretched spoils,

they stagger free,

Flacid cocked ghouls

With a ravenous glee.

Blood-streaked motorways

A canvas of dread

The car crash echoes

The cries of the dead.

The fragments of life

The broken heads

A ballet grotesque

In the pale moonlight

As the living give up

The will to fight

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Jan 14, 2024

She, a poem by the Marchioness of Dorchester, Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

Jan 5, 2024

The petals of my daisy by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1632)

Furry Peach, a fruity poem, by the Marchioness of Dorchester at Tale Teller Club

The Cocks in the Barn by the Marchioness of Dorchester (~1650)

Jan 3, 2024

The Soldier by The Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1625 written during the The Anglo-French War )

Jan 1, 2024

New podcast episodes 2023/2024 by Tale Teller Club

Dec 31, 2023

Pomegranates by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1650)

If you love shi-fi adventure fiction here are More episodes of Immersion by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

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Glossary for The Book of Immersion Volume 1 by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

Dec 29, 2023

Sonnet no2 Ghosted on Tinder by the Quillmatic Bardinator

Dec 19, 2023

The Car Crash Suicides by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA #horror #poetry #poem #spokenword

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