Category: ‘poetry’

conclude commission

June 6, 2016 Posted by the writer

conclude commission

when you
cut like you
knew this
would never
work. (more…)

tricking turnabout

June 2, 2016 Posted by the writer

tricking turnabout

i have a terrible habit
of
shutting off
communication.
i ran thr(ew)(ough);
a spiral
of
mixing. shaking
up. how
i find (k)new w-
aze. i. mean
these things
i cannot
spell.
out. as in
someone. finally
pulled
at me. my hair;
how i stay
reconnected.
tricking.
turnabout.

rekindle rapport

May 26, 2016 Posted by the writer

rekindle rapport

when we met
we extended. i taught
and we learned
while he swore. that. this
only happens once.
i chewed my nails
and i bit too short.
i curled into 4am
silence. and he was
the one p/eace/iece
be(cause) the way i
shake. he k(new)
that. when i stretched
into the sun it was
like i could never reach
far. enough. the style
i chose to stop; inside.
there is so much
loud noise every time
i hold my breath.
when i exhale
he always appears
again.

aspiring amore

May 10, 2016 Posted by the writer

aspiring amore

I was. Thinking in poetry again.
Green-blue constellation eyes. Staring. Back.
I inhaled now and stopped wishing for when.
I straightened my spine and felt my bones crack.
A bounce in my step and new aura glow;
Like there’s no longer a possible stop.
And never invention of the word no.
The expansion of my heart. Stomach drop.
What I didn’t say came out through my pores.
Sunlight showers washing my grey sky days.
Opening windows and taking down doors.
Reinvention of love, finding new ways.
His puzzle piece body completes my spread –
A hydrated desert. Appetite fed.

magnetic incitement

March 8, 2016 Posted by the writer

magnetic incitement

I became a magnet on 2nd Ave;
I turned to attraction, drawn to his core.
Becoming who you are, not what you have.
Exceeding physical with pull and lure.
I awoke the next day, drawn to the sky.
My thoughts, soul and heart – a new direction.
Grounded at last, a reborn style of flight.
Perpetually stuck to this reflection.
We fit like spirit with facts of science.
Every thought magnetic, every heartbeat.
Becoming vital with no reliance.
When opposite dissipates truth can meet.
Our body’s attraction, merged into one.
Eternal connection. Never undone.

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