Tag: poetry

Painting

over a black painting
the framed darkness mirroring
a secret longing

Hands

wrinkles on my hands
the skin now unpuckering
a wartime dancehall

Hide

when I try to hide
my intention and motive
she knows, and whispers

Luck

looking up at skies
vast enough to rectify
a bit of bad luck

Port

port softly beckons
promising sanctuary
I embrace the storm

Light

a cold bedspread cast
in slats of Venetian light
the scent still lingers

Junk

jagged metal bones
her old shattered carapace
now just rusting junk

Off

he detects the lie
his tone becoming harsher
eyes down, I take off

Rush

the mobile vibrates
blind fingers rush to reveal
and clutch the answer

Try

it was clear he’d tried
world-worn skin and word-dried lips
a failed dignity

Sense

with playful disdain
and a sense of ridicule
she declares her love

Plan

a plan is written
efficient digital words
lacking elegance

Intention

blankets of sea mist
confuse the sun’s intention
in translucent tides

Declare

with playful disdain
and a sense of ridicule
she declares her love

Doubt

I am sick of doubt
whispering shadows of truth
in the foundations

Misted

misted windows seen
through the edges of an eye
and her grey anguish

Would

he would hesitate
when asked personal questions
his eyes looking left

Breaks

those breaks in the cloud
spotlight the sun’s energy
across empty fields

Rub

there’s a worn smooth spot
where his thumb rubbed the guardrail
ev’ry time he passed

Trill

a single robin
took flight trilling in anger
and pompous fury

Etch

the passing of time
carved and etched in her wrinkles
her glance without age

Talk

we snatch a few words
talking practicalities
then you cut me off

Words

the words are sincere
and his sly intonation
goes undetected

Lines

current realities
cling to their mendacious lines
as I flip the page