Tag Archives: Sugar
I will gift youRockstar
In the perfect of now, get in line
Come see my spine
Singing prettily
My strong, fractured song
Standing upright, dancing, sprinkling
Cinnamon-sugar safety
In the spotlight of my doorstep
My Neighbor: A Haiku
Spill it, the sugar
Suffer you, the consequnce
Chasing after me
Samaria
I live on a lonely block
Hope and Delusion my only neighbors
They never talk to one another
Something about a falling out many millennia ago
So I, the conciliatory soul, am the go-between
And am making much progress
Sometimes they loan me sugar
All-too-willingly, it seems
But I gotta pay it back quick
Else they threaten all-nighters
Dissonant music at full volume
“Is it worth it?” I often ask aloud
They reply in unison, of course
Butter Cream
I remember cake not stained by the hurry-hurry dye of “let’s get this done, before too many take note of another year added….”
I’ll choose the sweetness of grateful desire to linger over the celebration of seasons represented there at the table, the love not subtracted.
Need
How would the rodents speak
What words would they say
“Yes, you, bring berries to your back yard
And all manner of citrus and apples alike
Fresh, full with fructose, on these barren of days
We planned well for the season
The Winter in May of the Spring
Evidence our good-faith actions
Our holes in diligence dug
Where we find once again, our daily bread
While our feathered Southern friends, oh!
How they need, need, need your hand
We’ll let them dine
We promise”
Soda
Where were we recently, beautiful boy, where you sat so close to me -bubbling happily at having used your voice- and smiled, finally, finally receiving all you so earnestly wanted (a simple enough request, so why’d you been denied so long, we both thought simultaneously), for it’s only sugar, and, after all, what harm could it cause…what trouble might it make?
Love-Based: A Haiku
These ingredients
I’ll be as water for you
You’ll be my sugar
Forbidden
I decorated myself with you
Reached, but in no way grasped
Sprinkled you about me
Without the care whether or where
You landed
Beautifully, making a mess
Twice, I was asked incredulously
Is this safe
You In Mind
Once over her threshold
There was none of the fanciful
Nothing intricate evident
You thought
You’d expected to find woven, sugary things
Designed with you in mind
To draw your eye and the rest of you
Toward her
You’d hoped to see open, airy spaces
Undefined and to your liking
That you’d envision yourself there
For good
How shocking the sole, dusty cobweb
Strewn and hiding across the ceiling
The boxes of dreams on bookshelves and….
The bed
Such horror the shut-tight windows
Shushing provocative talk
The exotic stashed away in drawers
The hollow
Had you not left, but lingered
With utmost courage, stayed to dig, to see
What permanence revealed, what life!
What joy
