You
Over there shaded
In a box blue-green
In the farthest corner now
Flower exact for me or else
A slight tilted wrist
An effort needed to nurture you
Be more than the mind can extend
Tag Archives: Poetry
His
I remembered yesterday
I’d forgotten you
Today
Help me to know you
To ask you
Let me forget them
Let them forget me
Again
And for good
Afraid
Afraid
‘Tis true she might be God’s great answer
Her need may be too wide to bear
She’ll drown you that intellectual dancer
You’d live your life without her care
it’ll hurt
Thus the problem
We all want the sugar you’re selling
The Voice you’re projecting
For free
‘neath it all your whisper
Telling
It’s already gone
Shot
From your lips’ fingertips
To our bloodstream
tucked
I will find the moment
That you Don’t notice
And I will place your hand
Where it is home
Duck
I saw a man
Running
From
The wind of all things
To return to his safe spot
Out
From
The sun and into Yellow
abyss
Empty It Must
Diamonds Falling
Light Lost
Against The Fits
Start
To Surrender
Else Dark Truth
Steal Evermore
outside in
Keep caressing concrete
Forever fondle flowers
Someday you’ll be sane
Believe this
Libertie
Reluctant to berth
Determined to tread
With bronzed, coppered skin
And hanging within
The cast, iron heart
Forged just for your Hand
That Hope
From East to West
Proved up
Makes dry land
shopped
Is your kiss
Conditional
Upon my curves
Withheld
But for my smile
Or will you
Take
The flats of me
Steal
My stoicness
