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Cottonwoods Rain blossoms Suddenly pouring So heavily I worry These gray angels Have made a plan   Whisperings In the wind Talk about cold Still coming to pass They lay down blankets Of faded flowers   Bending in sway To winds command Resilient, graceful They sometimes snap Losing limbs, tops These angels in gray

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I’d like to say I am unaware of your increasingly obvious presence in my little world. But you would never settle for that. And as you make yourself more and more impossible to ignore, or at least observe from a distance, I find myself fighting a strong urge to reach into the monitor and slap [...]

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  Dark girl So long you sleep Beside me Black pearl, rise Awaken; shine, my Love I am your dream   Darkness So long you lay In wait Black pearl, come Arrive now, we are one Beautiful, my Love I will stay   Dark one So long this time Without my eyes Dark pearl, take [...]

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With my usual hopeful dread, I enter the monster. I need food. You know the place. Its color is piss-yellow. It’s maw sits at the rear of a filthy and broken face; a black tarry stew. It smells of Hell. No shade in sight; waves rise from its surface and my heel digs in to [...]

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I’ve lost you I think for good this time I’ve lost you again I’ve just now realized How much I need you here   I’ve looked everywhere I’ve tried everything And I can’t replace you I’ve pleaded time And time again But you aren’t coming back   I guess now it’s up to you Or [...]

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    His soul Almost transparent now The dregs Squirming at sunlight Foaming and withered To a stain   In the salt of truth She doused it with It lay Wheedling Convincing and in moments Even pitiable   Such agony No one could inflict Such pain   Such cruelty No one would wish This torment [...]

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I stayed just long enough To take the polish off Days longer would have seen No luster left at all   Waiting for my winter love To pass itself along Grave days not giving up Gray nothing to hold on   White cold surrounding me Our Heaven shrinking down White-hot claustrophobia Clawing its way out [...]

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  He wants credit   You survived him Broke some But drew strength From who you were Are Remembering Only afterwards He couldn’t see   He wants credit   You forged bonds Unbreakable Born of knowing Being known Others’ Words Bleeding out Similar colors   And he wants credit   You fought loss Of self [...]

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Whirring, shaking, in rhythm, I make music I’ve never heard, accenting the complex picking his fingers make. Forgetting that I don’t know how to play any kind of percussion, at any level, I become one with the blend of sound that lifts my body’s arms, moves my body’s hands and fingers. I dance, twirling and [...]

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  I don’t remember much about him, but I have never forgotten him either. My impressions are now of gentleness and a small stature. Brown shaggy hair and glasses. Some kind of coat. A nondescript man, not young, not old. But the gentleness, this I remember with clarity. Somewhere in my wandering, my reeling, he [...]

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