a lilliputian army of words
impossible to parry
a million tiny thrusts
made not with swords
but stick pins
an aggregation of wounds
minuscule enough
to barely draw blood
hardly worth notice
were I not about to swim
in a sea of salty tears
EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE - ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
sidereal
stretching like taffy
this exigent epoch
flat on our backs
on a threadbare blanket
halfheartedly protecting us
from dewy ground
heavens above
marking sidereal time
not in seconds or heartbeats
but in the eternity between
when you reach for my hand
and when we touch
this exigent epoch
flat on our backs
on a threadbare blanket
halfheartedly protecting us
from dewy ground
heavens above
marking sidereal time
not in seconds or heartbeats
but in the eternity between
when you reach for my hand
and when we touch
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
quorum
my senses take leave
on little vacations
I hope they're somewhere warm
basking in the sunshine by a pool
with frothy drinks and umbrellas
while Reason and I sit
in this empty conference room
lacking a quorum and dithering
on little vacations
I hope they're somewhere warm
basking in the sunshine by a pool
with frothy drinks and umbrellas
while Reason and I sit
in this empty conference room
lacking a quorum and dithering
Monday, March 28, 2016
auspicious
fireworks & sunshine
fireworks & moonshine
salt breeze on skin
first kisses, reminisces
lost in the newness
of whatever this is
yet, suspicious
of the auspicious
burned by hope before
a sunburn that blistered
no aloe could soothe
faded now but damage done
and leaving me checking
each mole and freckling in fear
so cautiously, so very cautiously
into daylight I reappear
to bask in you but warily
lest skin ablaze already
merely from your touch
be seared by your sun
your light, for me, too much
fireworks & moonshine
salt breeze on skin
first kisses, reminisces
lost in the newness
of whatever this is
yet, suspicious
of the auspicious
burned by hope before
a sunburn that blistered
no aloe could soothe
faded now but damage done
and leaving me checking
each mole and freckling in fear
so cautiously, so very cautiously
into daylight I reappear
to bask in you but warily
lest skin ablaze already
merely from your touch
be seared by your sun
your light, for me, too much
Sunday, March 27, 2016
winnow
the wind whips by
bracing with bluster
you muster the strength
for the next step
as frosty gusts winnow away
the decrepitude of neglect
clearing the accumulation
of grim grime decaying
you in quick lime
a million false starts
start you stuttering
and stalling
to creep slowly onward
rising and falling
to be purified
by sweat and salt
a light ahead
beckons and dances
Saturday, March 26, 2016
mirage
storybook houses
gingerbread kisses
picket fences
and swing sets
air shimmers
on the asphalt
and it's gone
radio turns on
to fill the vacuum
mirage of peace
melts away
uneasy we sing
broken lyrics
to a song we
never really knew
gingerbread kisses
picket fences
and swing sets
air shimmers
on the asphalt
and it's gone
radio turns on
to fill the vacuum
mirage of peace
melts away
uneasy we sing
broken lyrics
to a song we
never really knew
Friday, March 25, 2016
undulant
warm cheek
cool pillow
eyelash flutters
hair cascading
an undulant waterfall
reds and browns
swirl like finger-paint
as he tucks
a stray wisp
behind her ear
pulls her closer
stray whispers
sleepy grin
like the dawn
as she is lit
novae within
cool pillow
eyelash flutters
hair cascading
an undulant waterfall
reds and browns
swirl like finger-paint
as he tucks
a stray wisp
behind her ear
pulls her closer
stray whispers
sleepy grin
like the dawn
as she is lit
novae within
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