Hide me, I demand it!
The day has been too loud.
The music was not pretty,
The minutes, rarely proud.A heap-pile in the corner.
A room without a friend.
Hide me, I demand it.
I’ll rest and rise again.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Kelly Green: A Haiku
Of the Love professed
I’ve no cause to stake a claim
On its battlefield
What Wisdom
We used to commit all types of crimes
Against our smaller selves
Without comprehending why
How did truth let us out alive
Grown now
We mustn’t pretend we are
Answerless
Stumbling Blocks
You must and you will walk through that last door and dodge stumbling blocks, puddles and smells. And pain.
You’re gonna go breathe.
No, the sun and its smiling to-do will not stop you.
Be forewarned, it may slow you. It may pause you to play.
Should you stumble upon flowers, puddles, smells and such. Wanting the ache of it all.
Borough
The happenstance plan
Under the stars and string lights
With the city beat-beating below
It was only some dream
The welcome interruption
For once, a green dress and escape
Whispers in Spanish, not saying no
It was a safe, motorcycled yarn
Now and Now and Now
We are the color, the canvas
The breadth, the reach
And the Want-To-Be-Betters
The silver that should never be picked from the gold and painted over
Happy Morning
By now, back then, I was already drunken
I knew that I knew, no questions needed
Oh, that I’d known what they two knew
But no, my heart was still nine
And caught up in stories I’d saved to survive
But today
Today, happy morning, I’m clean
Tragedy
Why am I out of breath,
You bastard from out of the depth?
What say you, that I’m strung out,
You potion that does confound?
Where remove my sandals, I’d kneel,
You place that I pray cease to feel.
Third Wheel: A Haiku
I miss suit shopping
Though I was never needed
I miss choosing ties
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Come, world
Come crashing down
Just as you have threatened
While we stand up straight
Just as we have prepared
Come watch our audacious dance
Come, world
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