Why do the snakes Keep creeping in my rooms Every rain, every monsoon? And why do I have to spend my life Sealing the gaps I did not make? Why does that window simply not fit Back into its own frame any more? Just –…
Category: Miscellaneous
4) Emotion
You’re emotional, he says. It’s all in your head. I’m a kind man, caring, sometimes even love you. But that 80 proof and 100 proof helps me cope, you know. Me da was that way. And sure my family understands. It’s how we all cope….
Hour 3 – For Love’s Sake
Hour 4 – Bop poem For Love’s sake this echoing heart reaches into spaces where pain layers over so many pieces like fine dust in china cabinets we thought would protect our treasures from wear, weather, and weak fingers prone to drop the most…
12pm
For Shania Rey; Whom I miss so much. Dating Going to prom Pickin’ out colleges Walking across the stage You didn’t do these This should have been your day too. the day to celebrate the beginning of your life like so many before you…
1pm I am You
I became this person I wasn’t familiar with when I aligned my hips, I felt the breath float down my spine and I wanted out, out of the hold, the tight hamstrings, the pain in my lower back. I wanted it all out. I’m not…
Three Days Before
24 poems “The Dinner Party” Three Days Before Prunes already in Vodkoi ‘soup’ and the beef is also soaking in a syrupy collage of ginger and spice before my feet need soaking So, I will make the pie it will keep well…
Cleanliness Through the Clutter [A BOP Poem]
I search for cleanliness through the clutter like a lost soul in the desert seeking a sip of water. Books, blankets, clothing, games, computers, dishes, puzzles, food, groceries, wrappers, laundry, mail. Clutter in every nook and cranny. I pray for cleanliness through the clutter. …
remembrance
I’ve moved down the street in and out of every empty house but no shadow would dare to plant a seed in me or pollute my sterile house of cards each time you open your fertile mouth words feed swamps into a home for…
Mentored
Greetings, gentlemen You’re probably wondering why I’ve called you all together Yeah, I went for the cliché but would any of you expect any less? Even a cheap laugh is better than lesser alternatives One of those concepts none you never taught but I did…
Post # 4 ~ Prompt 4 ~ Epistolary of Love
Oh how the time goes by but memories don’t fade. I can hear your voice and the love you gave. To all your children Throughout your life Sometimes with hardship Sometimes with strife. From one two three and four five six. You loved…