I think you’ve a hood
I think it is jade
I think you don’t steal
I think you persuade
They’ll beg me your name
They’ll beg the unfair
They’ll beg more of you
They’ll beg me to share
Tag Archives: Poetry
Mind’s Eye II
Tucked away
Happy
Dancing by now, I bet
Reaching out
Expecting
Hoping
All This
Is That way
Afloat: A Haiku
All these thoughts flooding
Who’ll be resolved not to drown
Who’ll fight and rise up
Eternal Dusk
Sight, knowledge
Good God, acceptance!
Which arrives first
Which ought
Come forth distant Light
End false assumptions
Halt eternal dusk
Unlearn
Why 3am keeps callin’
Is for someone else to say
I do know it has me wantin’
To hear that guitar play
Later on when sunset
Weighs heavy on my frame
I’ll wish to unlearn and unsee
3am’s cruel game
Twofold Man
I forgive the process
You inhale
From whence You must
You draw
From whichever well presents
You dare
From thirst’s front door clamor
You must
You see
Original thought credit:
Elizabeth Barrett Browning;
‘Aurora Leigh’
Barometer
All I ask
Keep me warm
Famous shining Sun
Cooled and upright
Mr. Wind
When my mind’s on you
Should the rain
Turn to snow
I will come prepared
Eve
These are not holiday colors
Under this skin
Shocking, rising
Dissipating to fade
There are no saints to celebrate
No martyrs or departed
Save hope
To mourn
On A Limb
You taught me
Shackles
They’re not imagined
As I’d hoped
Houdini
Cannot help me now
None magic to be had
Trust, intuition
So much platitude
And for others only
Words
More cheap than ever
Counterfeit Currency
I learned
White Lace and China
All the time you wished to fly
I held out hope
As birdseed at a tiny flowered threshold
To tell you, not tempt you
Take me with you
Stay home
