writer – Page 66 – Words and Feathers

every time you told a lie
a devil got its wings
black holes ripped open
space and time warped
and somewhere someone
flipped the switch
on the atomic football

or maybe that’s just me
crushed by the weight
of falsity

but the pitchforks
really hurt

revenant (20160712)

July 12, 2016July 12, 2016 crow10 Comments

i saw a revenant
working at starbucks

of course, he still had
to smile–it’s the law

he looked over the tops
of everyone’s heads

not like he was above
pulling espresso

more like he was dead
and that whatever spirit

that once played guest (or geist)
had fled and left him

with just the smile
and lights out eyes

——

for
The Daily Post
Daily Prompt: Guest

the coldness of the moon (20160711)

July 11, 2016July 11, 2016 crow4 Comments

the feelings appear
like a sudden moon
shining in the night sky
darkness ripped away all at once

but the stars are so small
and so very far away
far away from me
far away from each other

i will own this sadness
though it’s not authentic
this melancholy that turns
like a record in a jukebox

that spreads its roots
like a tree growing
from my chest, bursting through
bones and sinew

i will carry it
because letting go is cowardice
and facing it is cowardice
and writing this is cowardice

—–

for
the secret keeper
Weekly Writing Prompt #45
OWN | TURN | SHINE | TREE | STAR

and
The Daily Post
Daily Prompt: Cowardice

a long time ago (20160710)

July 10, 2016July 10, 2016 crow4 Comments

my pulse dances in your veins
no small victory for me
knowing that i once moved you to wonder
to see more than obscuring clouds
more than the blinding sun in the sky

mukashimukashi, i saw the heavens part
and though the angels were not visible
i felt their eyes upon me, reducing
my organs to ashes
i hold them out to you now

——

for
the secret keeper
Weekly Writing Prompt #44
MOVE | SMALL | WONDER | DANCE | PART