Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1317 stories

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My work:

The Job , The Space Between Us , Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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Big Eyes, Moon Eyes
my darling Big Eyes. My darling Moon eyes. Didn’t you once pronounce your attraction and elevated affection toward me, or twice?
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Fiery milky love
so stupid to think I could win you, cold wind cuts Teeth chatter, long holds
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Blushing flowers bent burnt sun, a rebroadcast that repeats like the midday sun
rebroadcast V-Day: Blushing flowers bent, burnt sun Your vase was not mine.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Brilliant little free bird, my Jane Eyre
Free little bird, Golden wings Milky Way swirls, your big brown eyes. I wish you the best day today, and everyday as well,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
My red spaghetti man ❤️
I love your pasta, Fate lasts forever in red, Tastes like love, married
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
About an imaginary happy, healing couple who didn’t exist
she painted her lips Around his bruised hips, leap-frog Their hearts, a leap-year
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Tired sound waves, being stuck in a dead relationship
Tired: define new- A new form of tired waves, lingers, your stale kiss
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Sealed off
choking, ghosts in glass Walls closing in, crush years like A trash compactor
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Wind conversation
connected to earth whisper to our love, timeless Goodbye, wind whistles Inside The Wind Phone
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Family art by your kids on the fridge, an imprint of time
art, magnet on fridge Makes us all feel together, In a small white space.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Dear Jane
Dearest Jane, Yes, it’s true our foundation is deep with profound friendship and that’s what matters. Of course that’s more important than love. But I felt waves running from our shared vibrant words, waves from your lemon balm bounty, and your own words that told me you felt more.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
What’s wrong with y’all
y’all think you’re too good Sipping on that cold juice That long time, old ass haterade You think I don’t see the problem
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets