Tagged: new poetry

Yellow Autumn 0

While You Were Away

In knowing you I am knowing me On the path to discovery The pleasure is all mine In knowing I am Me Down the winding path The bright autumn leaves The fragrance of green...

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Snow

Poem I didn’t meet you for lunch that day because I had to make a fucking run for it. I had to put as much distance between me and that place as I could....

Short Poem 0

Constellations

Short Poem   You sat next to me and held my hand as we watched the play That reflected the highs and lows of a couple’s life As they shopped for beds Argued on...

winter poetry 0

Seasons

Poem   The day is grim, misshapen clouds grin, silhouettes of trees reaching out for me. Nothing stops the pain, I cannot feel the rain… It is winter, the wind is not a friend,...

Big Eyes 0

Capacity

Do I have one large enough to love? I sometimes wonder if the cage of my chest is strong enough to hold another’s heart without casting a swift shadow of a doubt that would...

Life Poem 0

Our Bed

 Poem I get up to pee at four in the morning. Like most four in the mornings, The apartment is cold and dark. The cat’s claws skitter across the linoleum, chasing something unseen in the...

encourage poem 0

Wings

Poem   Shimmering in the pale night, Wings fluttering like leaves, Coming to rest for a moment on a window-pane; Looking in, at the candlelight that we can’t get to, Longing to rest in...

Life Choices Poem 0

The Choice

Poem   That was it that moment the suspense me growing up and saying no. Suspended in the air my thoughts were trying to grasp the reality of what my brain just did, and...

Swimmers 1

Swimmers

On the way home, riding through twilight and vast open fields. The sky is a glowing blue shadow. Serene and deep, we dive into it. Wrapped up in a viscous blanket. Immersed in waves...

Old Man 0

Fading Luminescence

Mellow drums and a sullen guitar. These are the sounds of his footsteps. Sun-speckled skin like an old cigar He’s lived one life and is living another Faded are those that he once knew...

Bridesmaid 0

A Lament for Margot

There was not one second, not one tiny sliver of a moment when I didn’t think you were beautiful. You, among the trims of taffeta, the trails of incandescent pearls. You, standing in the...

thanksgiving 0

Thanksgiving Bird

Poem   A small bird sat on a bony twig All alone, heavy-hearted. The winter wind ruffled his feathers His berry-black eye cried a homesick tear. Missing his nest-bound days, Missing the berries and...