They terrify me With their swirls and their curves and lines Their battle positions in dictionaries and behind enemy lines Some look like they will bite, make a flag and hoist it high Others march out to shout, some to die and some to fight…
Category: Miscellaneous
Beauty
Beauty “Beauty can be found in the ugliest of places.” Unknown A Gerber daisy in full bloom vibrant fuscia with dark center.A smile of pearly clean white teeth against dark skin.A pink sky chasing away grey clouds after rain. God paints the sky tie dyed…
Flux
I find ease in the constant change New buildings around each corner A crane lifting a piece of scaffolding Like Jenga with higher stakes My favorite building was torn down yesterday I had never breached its walls It was just nice to know it…
Tonight #14
Tonight I watch the stars Thinking of the skies that are past In a place I cannot go to anymore Missing you laugh at something I said Your eyes mirroring worlds I couldn’t see Knowing so well I was caught in a whirlpool As your…
Sunrise #13
If you go to the lake between the mountains At 5 in the morning in the Fall You will see Little Tommy and his dog Readying their wooden boat Little Tommy wears a red scarf And yellow beanie with a hole His brown jacket is…
7:00 p.m the long waiting
In the middle of autumn his comings were stopped, the well was rebuilt, but no more buckets, just rain drops. The biting doubts broke her peace of mind, the teasing eldest sister was always behind. She set her mind like a clock ( twice per…
Poem 21 longing
I’m longing for quiet after a long day there is no way to escape and its too much noise here Everyone needs something from me Everyone wants something from me Little People have the most demands Demands that help me forget of the office party…
6:00 p.m The eldest sister’s teasing
“You came. So go in. It’s good that no hungering child you brought to me ” mum’s tone was harsh and wild. She took an extra duty: to be in time with sisters callings, who found one day a pretty man some water carrying. Her…
Fire #12
You loved playing with fire As a kid you burnt up all the candles We always ran out of matchboxes And Pappa was not pleased Some lonely nights I’d scream When my fears would ignite Take over the house of thoughts And the flames would…
Lighting Out
A touch light, gentle, a voice, the open road, the two of us going far North with the summer and snow, far as the wind could take us.