a charmed moment (20161105)


touch us gently, please
i wish for bread to fill an angel’s evening

this moment feels charmed
you shared your need like a quiet dance
devote a thousand words to
ask a promise I can never keep


Specks and Fragments/The Elusive Trope
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge

eden in fair weather (20160820)

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this garden fruit and soft summer colors
you come to me in the shade
world relaxed, murmurs of
bees and no lonely blossoms
though soon gentle eden will know
wild wind, wet rain, winter frost


Elusive Trope
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge

everybody’s happy (20160819)

these rooms overflow, voices ringing with laughter
i too let my voice, a small bell, ring with laughter

but it’s false and hollow in my ears, fakery
of the worst kind. they watch me, ringing with laughter

because they see inside, they smell the rot of me
their noses wrinkle, their throats catch, stifled laughter

ah, if only i could slip away unseen now
then they could resume, a profound choir of laughter

but i stay where i am, eyes on my back, my neck
cadaver cold, waiting for the end of laughter


Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry Challenge: Gazahl

invocation (20160813)

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cry, luscious goddess
lather us with sweaty summer worship
these breasts–smooth, languid, meat
a thousand frantic lickings
the fast water must bare you
mad blood
red chocolate
crush my lust, my storm of a need


Elusive Trope
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge

And a bonus line:

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trilune (20160810)

looking in your eyes i can measure
how much distance has grown between us
you took such care in planting the seeds

you split my bones with all your regrets
wiped me from your shoe like something foul
driven mad like apocalypse steeds

and now–i’m dust, some blood, little else
mere memory of a summer breeze
shadow moon your tide no longer heeds


Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #43: Trilune

caught without umbrellas (20160727)

neither of us thought to bring
an umbrella
though all the signs were there
dark, sullen clouds in your eyes
and the thunder of silence
rolling between us

i pull my coat around me
and you do the same
with your own coat
self-comfort without any warmth

i make an umbrella for you
out of my bones
stretch my skin across the ribs
and this rain falls
red as a river of regrets
and never gets you wet

falls as red as everything that
ever entered or exited my heart
my cloud-shaped heart
and you are untouched



for Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #41: In the rain
Franz Marc In the Rain(Im Regen) (1912)
[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons