Poem for Hour Four (4/24)

My father takes photos of birds for me now, He sends them to me from wherever he is, And the distance doesn’t feel so great. Pyrrhuloxia, I tell him, when he captures its beauty on screen, The dusty red bringing me close to the desert….

Sailor Tobe

The sea was a churning fall of scree Slate amongst the sonorous greys The sailor Tobe was bound for Spain, A Charmoise sheep his second mate (The first, a fox, had flown away But will, once wed, return again) He pulled a line which lit…

hour 4: half truths

I can’t help but show my annoyed when she’s proving something The deception of the face shows itself to me and I want to walk away I think, ‘talking over someone might as well be yelling’ and she’s doing it right to me Neither of…

The Gut of Love

If I have to be a love I will love to be a wine sipped to the throat pipe drowsy you like a doze If I have to be a love I will love to be an angel coming down to your jell blessing you…

I Do, I Don’t

Tied by the hands, two to one The golden shine that sits between Hiding the truth or lies to the next morning sun A life of grey or green Will the flowers stay in bloom? Will we glow under the moon? Will the flowers fall…

Hour 3 poem

MATHEMATICS OF LIFE Add your smiles Subtract your sorrows Multiply your happiness Divide your chores Differentiate between Good and evil Integrate the goodness in all Time is precious Count your blessings Life is not a graphical function It’s a combination of rational , irrational and…

It wasn’t you.

I miss the little laugh we shared last summer over coffee. I miss the words your eyes whispered to me I miss how we held hands. On the rainy days, our slow dance. And when the nights were stone-cold your hands’ warmth atone. On thinking,…

Hour Four: Till Broken Ankles We Part

Perhaps you’ve heard of it. A game of chasing the bouncing ball, Only your chained feet can go slow or As fast as your tethered limb can carry Another body, vying for leadership, Sometimes taut, sometimes limp, Submitting to your pace, if necessary, Seeking the…

Hour 4 – A Pantoum on Connection

Connection Will I be content to stay this way? Or will I take the difficult path to connect? With you, unperfectly perfect for me Let’s commit together Or will I take the difficult path to connect? It is always tempting to remain an island Let’s…