Tagged: new poetry

In the Park 0

Come

A Mystery sat upon a tree where violets in snow winterlilly personify And I a lonely label make Mere in punity, perfunctify Formally, there was quicksilver, mercurial in his chrome And where his house...

Path in the Mountains 0

Too Much Murakami

I’ve fallen down a well, Descending through stretching darkness The mysteries of the universe flashing past me Like road signs, Too fast to read. And I could fall forever, Feel the cool comfort of...

Ginger Gingko 0

Gingko

Its stench souses the atmosphere of a buried autumn — thick and sharp. “Bring mama a handful, not one at a time!” You chided while mashing fruit between your fingers — eject nut into...

Hide and Seek 0

You Do It All The Time

Self-fulfilling is the safe word in times of bondage loyalty to what hurts more prays neon tears toward the left aisle On the way out of where you thought holy existed was merely a...

Haibun Example, Green Grass 0

Memorial Stone

Haibun Poem   Mom and I see the headstone. Salmon, just as we chose. Smooth on top and along the sides, it emerges from a rough base of the same hue. Scattered grass grows...

Rustic Neighborhood 0

From Afar

Walking by an unfamiliar part of my old neighborhood. Seeing the screen door of a brown house with a steep lodge-like roof And the white empty Victorian chair. They are waiting for the warm house...

Free Verse Poems, Blurred Traffic 1

Odd

Free Verse Poems   Sometimes my soul gets to hurtin’ me in the oddest places, While standing over the kitchen sink, my tears fall onto the waters, hot and heavy laden. Sometimes my soul...

Cooking 0

Ingredients

Let’s cook without recipes selecting the parts and allowing them to meld to melt into one another and become this thing that we could not imagine when we first started You are as butter...

San Francisco 0

Dreams of the Bay

When reminiscing of San Francisco, I think of… Uncharted waters, vivid and crisp Dreaming through a facade in the mist of amber’s rain. Untapped opportunity, thriving from the branches of father time. Leaves of...

The Catcher in the Rye 0

Reason

We read for a reason, Not just to pass the time. Those seconds are offered up. Every chapter a simple ritual renewed. In the small hours those moments return, Leaked out in the thickened...

Sun Flower 1

I Must Not Seek You

To find you You, as I, are Divine And God is Merciful I do not suffer I have walked along tempests And felt the beauty of such power But I have not known you!...

Vinyl Record 0

Down and Out

Sitting on a wooden chair In a grey and hazy lair Walled in by both stone and earth Pondering unsettled cares Unrequited, disquiet, Gravitied by frowns and frets Brittled, lapsing, mental grasp Sinking shoulders,...