Feed the fire with gasoline, taken all my negativityBreak the nail with a hammer, prevent me from stammeringCrack the window with glass, bring the line and jazzIn the end, there's breath, and a handshake to ignore death Stop the music with triggers, steal all my figuresSlice the air with a gust, chip and strip all …
Category: Poetry on Wednesday
Down Once More
to feel trapped, once and twicedrilling holes into the wallall I do is tremblerumble through the bricksback stab bramble to feel seen,a few times moretracing lines on tilefilled with the vile bileof water borne, torntrials of rye to feel caughtas a flya mile up highbreaking and fallingto a pile, dryinghiked to nothing but lighting
Hall of the Slain
told to hold my shoulders up, I cling to it and shiver chilly winter, to spring, falling before timber future king, time to use the wings and make a difference lunar looms with no eclipse, the snow carries prints the feats I've achieved, the lack of deeds done trust, I'm forgiven, gone and looking on …
Through the Blinds
There's a reach of air in a drop of waterA whale swimming across the clouds,Stealing souls and eating everyoneBlows, blows, blow Playing dead allows a breath,While the dead rise to play again.Rising from the water wave,A monster born in a cave,Taking more one by again. There's an apparition after the riseA beast, a ghost, a …
Shadows from the Sunspots
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 …
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...
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 …
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 …
Just Buckle Down 