once in a fight, there wasn't a right, only wrong to ring the ground--a left, a right, thrown aside, thrown over and worth a try--if he faked, I would push; if he would thrash, I would flail--a grip never breaking, eyes on the trail--when there was a mistake, there was a break--breathing through each dashing …
Category: It’s Poetry My Dude
Ring
I had restraint oncerosemary fields, a line of flags abovelettering with gold tips, silver liningsbroken, wooden boards, with wheat growingaround the wellswhite flowers, growth of lavender,emerald veins filled with chalkdull reigns to divide and talkI had restraint oncedual fields, more lines belowbut nothing but white lines, makingsquares of marble stoneas thunder breaks bonetelling me to …
Waiting
sometimes waiting....waiting...waiting...bruised and down, helpless and brokenwaiting...waiting...wondering what could have happenedwondering where to run and hidewaiting...waiting...sometimes waiting...frozen in fear...and...
Roses
contactI'm conscious through reflections from the bouncing starburning spots made from dust contactthe touch from mist, the fuzzy moss above the barklike the aroma of morning coffee it's about contactbeing aware through insight born from bubbling popsglazing the top of the glass the contactis fresh aligned and mint to graze your lipsbringing with it, a …
Adrift Along the Shore
Cast into a seaworthy ship, a siren calls to shells across timea casting line below the crag, fishing for minutes and hours.Bellows of beasts chime with love, circling in their own melodyLike whales who warn of whistling wails, or screeches that soundmuffled under all the water, yet call across seconds to sing again. Casting across …
Four Days of Lazarus
fracturedA word used to tell about a split,sometimes the middle, other timesmessypatterns, questions, every directionthe glass can't hold together for longso to try,to force the splinters throughand to only see one flash of lightwiththe top bathed in crystalsbegging for reliefall my heart.
Call to Arms
Call to arms, when trying to fight,position, platform, where to go,what to hit, how to aim, hand and eyes together, fighting to survive.Once, there was a call to arms, the first time was the endless barrage of bombs in the skyblasting corpses from the skydefend.A teaching moment, a momentin survival, planning, relying when to fight, …
Afterthought
a creature born, dine to deal a creature dies, born to breathe in the afterlife, it stains the curtains with every strike, knuckles worn a creature cut anymore a creature shocks, caught to catch a creature falls, lives to lie a creature follows, born to die. a creature signs, wrecked a way a creature struggles, …
40 Sounds
Originally, it started with a snap. Not too similar to bark. It would have to be a bit stronger. So, a branch. That satisfying -WACK- when you'd kick an old empty trash bin from school. Take five of those, string them together, then you have what it sounded, what it echoed. But as one big …
Snap out of it
spider legs curl around its prey. Silk falls around the shoulders, gives a minuscule weight that brings two barbs deep into the meat. hanging beast gives protection against the elements. The cold seeps through the strands, and while the soft touch brings relief. Nothing else did. Everything else melted to liquid--torn to pieces. between the …
Just Buckle Down 