there once was a poet who thought
every word that i write has been wrought
from my flesh and my blood
but this last one’s a dud
so maybe i’ll focus on plot
Tag: poem
Poem 20150310
i fell through darkness into
deeper darkness
striking the earth with my back
splitting the ground
and splitting my bones
the darkness covered me
my breathing grew ragged
and my pulse faint
until the angels came
they breathed into my mouth
and my lungs filled with fire
they poured water over my wounds
and the black charred husk
washed away from my skin
and i could see the stars
turning and singing
and was happy for the darkness
Poem 20150309
the goats barely seem interested
in their treats
maybe because they’re too busy
wondering about the difference
in walking partners
their level of interest
skyrockets once
the chickens show up for crumbs
maybe it’s the time change
but the morning turned out colder
than i thought it would
with low, heavy clouds
still pretending that the sun
won’t break through later
if it parted the clouds now
like some old testament pillar of fire
the sun would bake us
and you would have to take off
your sweater when we walk back
and the goats would run for shade
Poem 20150308
through my open window
i hear the traffic of the freeway
they warned us when we bought
that the freeway was close
were we sure this is where we wanted to buy?
there were other houses that didn’t border
the big river of concrete
with the noise
but it didn’t matter to us
and now
the first day of daylight savings
after we’ve sprung forward
and the sun seems to take longer to
drift below the horizon
the freeway sounds like the roar of an alien ocean
where the waves never crash against
the sand
the rushing of water in some giant river
in fact and not just metaphor
and the motorcycles vibrating growls and shrieks
the shrill cries
of foreign birds seeking a meal
returning again and again
always circling
Poem 20150307
let’s not forget where we came from
and what we are
sweating sacks of meat
full of holes and sticky protrusions
gibbering blobs of flesh
fire and wetness and groping hands
slobbering mouths and undulating tongues
winking and blinking in the sunlight
scurrying and huddling together on moonless nights
and finding peace only in others
like outselves
Poem 20150306
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without music
the little girl dances
waiting for her papa
Poem 20150305
watching the moon slide up in the sky
like a giant ball of yellow wax
makes me think about all of those sunrises
we’ve missed laying in bed on the weekend
or sunsets because dinner needed to be cooked
or the pets needed to be fed
and i think
maybe it’s a fair exchange
to see the moon in this dark sky
because we’re here,
and the moon,
she isn’t going anywhere for awhile
Poem 20150304
you’ve done something to your hair
i think
it’s still as long
but styled in waves
that make me think of
ribbons more than beaches
and a spot of color
varied gold and brown
with black spots
the coloring of a hawk
you pass by
dressed for business
and barely have time
to give me a smile
and hint of your perfume
but it is enough
Poem 20150302
would you, could you
do it here?
would you, could you
do it there?
would you, could you
in a box?
would you, could you
in your socks?
on a table
in a car
in a hotel
near or far?
semi-dressed
or fully nude?
so polite
or very rude?
put it in
or pull it out?
laugh and cry
and scream and shout?
you could! you could!
you really should!
’cause spring is here
it’s in the air
and you should do it
everywhere.
Poem 20150301
tell me something
you’ve never told
another person
something
you don’t want
anyone else to know
but don’t want me to repeat
but something you need me know
something that binds us together
one person
i’m looking out
through your eyes
when i wake up
i’m breathing
with your mouth
when i say your name
it’s your skin that i feel
when i touch you
your heart beating
in my chest
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