
bitter black moon
boils shadows and
ships hot red diamonds
worship is an apparatus
a tongue, a whisper
——
for
Elusive Trope
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge
Oracle on the (Virtual) Refrigerator
floating and leaving no trace

bitter black moon
boils shadows and
ships hot red diamonds
worship is an apparatus
a tongue, a whisper
——
for
Elusive Trope
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge
Oracle on the (Virtual) Refrigerator
Marc Chagall [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
lemon
night sky floating
decapitated head
sing and i’ll dance right off this roof
and down
your song
doesn’t interest the cat at all
but my love dances too
past earth’s long curve
to me
——
for
Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #39: Sleep walking
my ugly language
a symphony
like an enormous moaning ache
mother dream skins me
crushes me smooth
a shadow’s sweat
my tongue whispers still
watch
——

between are and am
a never moment sky
a where with me
a when with you
makes a quiet wish
——

the morning angel decays
linger, ferocious ghost
slow kiss
embrace desire’s star
steam is magic
rhythm is perfume
words are sex
——
the light is gone, replaced by gloom
cold water laps my feet unseen
by all but keenest twilight eyes
i linger long before your tomb
antique lions patinaed green
my sole companions of great size
i wait here with them for my doom
above the darkness grows between
the stars wink out so many lies
you said you’d wait while pale you grew
i’ve killed this world to join with you
——
for
Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #36: Drowning leaves/trilonnet
First line: The light is gone…
the top of the moon
reflects nearly as much light
as the moon’s bottom
——
for
Ronovan Writes
Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt
Challenge 100: Top & Light
this summer evening
sees no stars
set into the night sky
perhaps an eagle took them
on silent wings to line her nest
this summer evening
or the man who cannot shut his eyes
buried them and now he
sees no stars
or rather than theft, is it the rippling
golden expanse of laughter
set into the night sky
——
for
Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #33: Silent cascade
molten glass beautifully drawn
long glowing threads and soft blisters
that cool and shrink, now lifeless yawns
drop it–it lives again as shards
young love, stepping so like a fawn
upon new grass under new suns
how quickly shadows strike the dawn
drop it–it lives again as shards
my heart beat once strongly upon
your every glance, you resurrected
it, and you were careful not to
drop it–it lives again as shards
——
Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #32:
Dreaming trees/Kyrielle
deafened by thunder
blinded by lightning, we fall
drowning in this rain
——
RonovanWrites
Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt
Challenge #96 Lightning&Rain