Tagged: poem

affection poem 0

Drummer Boy

Poem   I knew a boy once, tall as a bell tower blew past six feet like an acquaintance in the super market he didn’t feel much like talking to. Played drums, of all...

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...

Discovery Poem 0

Mapmaker

Poem The horizon, a straight black line, cut a diameter across her pupils. The land, neither lush nor barren, stretched out seamlessly. No path, road, or signpost marred the view. She clenched her hands...

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...

New York City 0

Other Tuesdays

Other Tuesdays were not as bleak The trees held more leaves Nature’s warmth still held us close As the fall winds called for change Other Tuesdays were better off spent There were cobblestone streets...