In small acreage on a hilly clearing, Sunny morning shines golden on chalky-pink blossoms; I pause and prolong my hike to watch sunbeams lick away dewdrops Soaking in shaded greenery of an apple orchard. Craggy, crabby branches nod jaggedly at a breeze dashing across the way; Wasps complain from gray papery hives swaying above me;Continue reading Apple Orchard [poetry repost]
Night [poetry]
Night came tapping at my door, But I with book heard not a sound; It entered on its own accord, Trespassing on my private ground. Night crept about my house with ease And darkened everything from sight, ’Til through my study’s door it squeezed And skirted past my candle’s light. I did not peer toContinue reading Night [poetry]
Cold Is the Night [poetry]
Alone Cold is the night Lonely silence until she hums music Sweet songs in her head Humming hymns and strumming chords of her favorite songs Fingers playing music Pressing hot reflections of a time gone by A door slams somewhere far away Footsteps fade away No sound but her humming She Alone again Shivers inContinue reading Cold Is the Night [poetry]
New World Slavery [poetry]
A woman from a fishing village slaves in a sweatshop, making shirts for retail stores, selling them at low prices to help save shoppers money to spend at McDonald’s after the Little League game tonight. She makes barely enough money to pay the rent of her shared one-bedroom apartment in the city where hucksters scrambleContinue reading New World Slavery [poetry]
For Whom Everything Is In Question [poetry]
Rain bundled like hay, hit like bricks that obliterated homes to sea; now she lives home-wrecked with her bony children and colorless neighbors on a tropical dune where they search for old haunts in sand, on waves and in the sky. I tell you this in memory of dancing bears and the drunk in theContinue reading For Whom Everything Is In Question [poetry]
Night Falls Swiftly [poetry]
Night falls swiftly on us— It is the secret bits of life to do yourself the way you do— A flash in the sinking sun, Ten thousand years rebounded, Vibrations— It is hell. Wild you are but ripe for life In the gray and raging glee— Nobody likes to die, but it is evening hereContinue reading Night Falls Swiftly [poetry]
Perfect Moment [poetry]
For a perfect moment I turn to touch you with my lips I give you sweet kisses down making you tremble with anticipation I take you to the edge of a precipice— a teeter at the edge of a fall You cling to me but you fall in the rush of your sweet release cryingContinue reading Perfect Moment [poetry]
Passing [poetry]
Sunday mirrored light of a hot sun reflecting off of brick buildings and parkways where a hospital sits deep brown and yellow in its last degree, fading like the old woman inside dying with a smile on her face, happy to be leaving. But I with a burlesque smile am sad to watch her go.Continue reading Passing [poetry]
Big [poetry]
You’re so big— the internet made you huge We decipher your candy whining at your blog every day— we’re some of your best teased hairfriends at your facebook We know your TV faves movie faves favorite faves and all your playlists You like short shorts, bikini jeans, and certain days wrapped in Jamawar You loveContinue reading Big [poetry]
War and Rain [poetry]
War and rain are long; our patience is gone and burns much faster in the zone. War and rain are long; our broken bones and lullabies char the path to your home where your war torn love bears a daily weight for years alone. War and rain are mean; their dirty green and red areContinue reading War and Rain [poetry]
Rightful Heirs [poetry]
Man’s abstraction is his mad reality— His crazy reality is our despair His ruin-prone proud national heritage befalls us for a wretched dream Ancient fires fuel his greed made savage by marketeers A proprietor evicts a family struggling to make ends meet No compassion He says he needs his money to pay his bills— butContinue reading Rightful Heirs [poetry]
Me [poetry]
Inhabited between wild things, wonderful things, Who Am I? No longer a main priority, no longer stapled to a better forever determining worth and future. I am the problems I’m not letting go of. I am the energy and struggle to do better in this Magical universe, reincarnate like eggs in a nest. My wonderfulContinue reading Me [poetry]
