Tears can not convey love separated –
torn by necessity, ownership to another –
love can meld with the wind,
transcending voids
the whispering
of molecular wisps,
passionate memories rebirthing
emotional craves –
air bubbles prismed
through rived tears of love.
Sin – encouraging total
self-appeasement
gorging
waist deep
inch by inch
sin creeping,
encircling
widening the arc
from a once lean oval –
amazingly so easily matured,
wideness, sin encased in baggy clothes.
Time like [...]
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Poetry Unedited Parts
Posted in Poetry on March 8, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Endless Names
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
As her egg shaped abdomen begins to swell,
she knows she is sharing in an age old ritual
and she tenderly massages her new image.
Names are very important, she thinks,
A name introduces a person, a forever
image linking one’s life to the world.
Emily Anne?
Lisa Marie?
Inside her emerging self, rhythmic movements
begin to pattern our a new spirit. Hiccups [...]
Cologne de Rose
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
In Memory of Lena DuBois
I remember the fragrance of Cologne de Rose,
a breath of sweetness surrounding
me on those hot summer days, as I’d
walk the long rose-lined driveway
to the backdoor of my Grandmother’s house.
I’d walk through Grandma’s door
and there she would be, smiling and dribbling
love wherever a sad face dwelled. To me,
Grandma always smelled of [...]
Nature’s Revival
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Hungering with unquenched thirst,
burnt with dehydration’s fever,
arm-like branches wildly thrash
against a darkened illusionary sky.
Beggars of a heartless drought,
praisingly thankful as torrents of water
rain down on their homeless
roots, drifter of vacant spaces.
The suffering thrive, and revived
they don their seasonal best,
decorating space with their
multi-colored coats of rhythmically
swaying with the wind’s beatless breath.
My Friend the Mouse
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
white, not gray or shades thereof,
but white, with a whip long tail,
perhaps a rat in disguise.
No mouth for speech;
Mouse’s communication skills limited,
a Pavlovian experiment unfinished,
no eyes to see with,
a head without a nose,
its sense of direction
encourage by a gentle caress.
Legless, no escaping my companionship.
Mouse, a pad for a house,
webbing internets of friendship,
a mouse of worldwide [...]
Metamorphosis
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
An altered life form emerges
like a butterfly from a cocoon
ripping through its womblike atmosphere,
shedding its outer layer of skin,
swelling and stretching
fitting its form to new perimeters,
screaming its birthed moment of liberty.
Nostrils gapping a wide with first breath
eyes darting for a familiar form,
her emerging life lingers in another’s hands,
while fragments of her old life’s story
are erased [...]
When I Was Small
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When I was small
the night with eyes
would never leave,
and the witches’
boney hands
scratched at my window
like screeching laughter
come to eat me up.
Fortressed at the foot
of my bed, three blanket
couldn’t protect me;
I couldn’t decide
if the witch got in,
so I would slither
to steal a peek;
my fingers peeked their
tips around the silky trim
and I swore the witches’
breath bit me!
Life at the Amherst Notch
Posted in Poetry on February 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The wind shakes hands with the trees, tossing
leaves like confetti, blessing the marriage of life
thriving within the wood’s every nook and crevice.
The sunlight, flickering tongues of fire,
seeking and defining gullies blackened
by shrouds of ghostly darkness.
As I rise above the sky of trees, nest
to its own privacy, I discover a new sky,
stained blue, where a silver [...]
The Coming Resurrection
Posted in Poetry on February 18, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
A butterfly waiting her time
afraid to emerge
afraid of the flight.
A rare beauty
tiny hairs of brown
flecked with gold
wings of crystal
reflecting life around.
A butterfly waiting her time
afraid to trust
afraid of the unknown.
A mind of life
spirited with love
flecked with faith
mirroring natural truth
flight dancing within,
a wiggle of hope flutters.
Call to Flight
Posted in Poetry on February 18, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
A voice begins to separate the clouds
that fog her mind. “Wake up, it’s time to rise
and shine,” the doctor says to Sara. “You
are in the hospital. Wake-up now.”
So hard to open eyes when gravity
is weighing down her lids, holding them
as if not meant to see, to know. her head
is giddy, light [...]
