Life Flows Away
Poem Hands forced on each other Blue sky A face without eyes Smiles Life flows away Crying emotions A sunny day Angry flying plates Kisses Life flows away Goodbye hugs Rainbows in rain Slaps...
Tagged: new poetry
The Wonders of Why
Life Poem There she was, Looking for a way out. She didn’t know she was looking, But there was help on the way. She asked for help of her maker Before the answer was...
Gothicarus: Part XIII – Dawn
Serial Gothic Poem The sun seemed like a new and exciting friend. Her carriage rolled along the road for days, Yet neither the journey nor the dips in the road and the rocks- suddenly...
Wheelbarrow Race
Haibun Frankie holds the younger boy’s ankles. When the ladies say “Go!” he and the boy race up the green toward the finish line. The younger boy’s desperate hand-after-hand wheeling pulls Frankie along. And...
Bittersweet You
Poem A: I breathe your name: I whisper it like a beautiful secret To drift onto the empty night, Hear it fall with the snowflakes And echo off the stones, And come right back...
Gothicarus: Part XII – Conductor
Serial Gothic Poem He frowned at her sternly. “You are…connected. You see and hear What others do not. The heavenly realm calls to you.” She twisted her pale hands. “I’ve always felt that He...
Early Morning Self Portrait
Poem The smoke flows out From between my teeth Like green wind And ash scatters in the smile. The smoke is sucked sharply back With a pain that I love and hate All at...
Gothicarus: Part XI – Bumps
Serial Poem Did you hear that? I’m certain he’s back again. Measured breaths against the floorboards Betray the location of the fiend. I will not move a hand or foot. In stillness, I will...
They Will Not Take It From You
Life Poem Hey, boy, come here, tell me what you’ve seen: is it the North, the desert, or the forests evergreen? Come here, don’t be shy, no one’s gonna mock you, you see, I’ve...
Gothicarus: Part X – John Logosi’s Dilemma
Serial Poem “She is frightening- I won’t pretend otherwise. I often wish to be rid of her completely, Return to the days before she’d cut into me. All of her is sharp: her beauty,...
Time Traveling
Poem The blue sky and the stars watching me from above are calling. Remember us? From the time when you could barely stand on your feet and used to dream about talking bears and...
Paper Football
Poem Like a child playing paper football You flicked me through the handmade goal at which you were aiming. I was happy to be folded by your fingers into a crisp little triangle. We...
