Black hues

White Is refreshing Just like When the sun’s First rays comes Through the window panes White Is pure As pure As a baby’s Giggle Purer than the glare You see in those innocent eyes White Is peace It’s mellow It is a new slate White…

Ever (7)

I smile because in the stillness I feel fully our emotions. I sink into your essence which is a fragrant almond oil perfuming my skin. I immerse into the warm thickness of it how it cocoons me, closes in with security and sanctuary. This stillness…

Gravitas

Commanding the room The largest lead weight On the rubber sheet Of social intrigue Little ball-bearings Scattered in patterns Move at a distance But never too far Prompt: Concrete imagery Form: Unrhymed quatrains  

(7th hour) This man on the corner

This man stands there looking alone, lost and clearly in fear. His eyes hazed over I say hello no response I guess he cant hear. I ask if he needs help and nothing comes out when all at once he calls me Gloria now I…

Hour 07 4.30-5.30am — #84 “Seven dozen”

seven dozen really inspire one — & at least one site suggests a modern call for #84 is Dumbledore, so it’s a no brainer #84 Homage to the Old Bumblebee born in Mould-on-the-Wold a mildewing village, of honey buzzes round his kingdom castle bee-humming, pollenating…

Poem #7: Vicious

How vicious thinking of you is, How disruptive it is to the calm in my life. Because I know your mind dwells somewhere else, You are forgetting me, beautiful one. And you, the man, that destroys the ease, With every passing day, The storm breaks…

waiting….

just one more month to wait for ten new fingers to be wrapped around two of mine- for plump little cheeks and dimpled chin for burps and poops and spit up all over again- always worth the wait worth every second every pain waiting to…

Poem #6: Wheelchair.

My grandma in her prime, Dusting the bones of her body, With my grandpa’s spirit and ingesting all my bitterness. She knows the world in a way I do not. She struggle with the patience of the calm before a storm, But she is the…

Hour Seven

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