I’ve shared a poem on this blog every Friday for a while now, but I’m going to scale back. I want to maintain a sense of control over this blog, and I want to post excellent work that will be well-worth your time.
Between my main profession and some career development I’m working on there, as well as other aspects of growing my writing career, and you know… life… I don’t currently have time to give a weekly poem of the quality I want these posts to be at.
I’m going to cut back to every other Friday for now. Thanks as always for reading! See you next week! 😉
Sometimes life has those moments.
They’re the moments where you’re happy,
peaceful, joyful, free. And you’re not
alone. They’re the moments when you don’t even want
to jump out your window and run away
or make a cup of tea to cling to,
as though drinking it might keep you alive or sane.Read More »
I couldn’t tell what Ma was cooking,
nor growing in her flower garden,
but sweet and spicy scents told me
that it was something good.
Neither do I know where Carrie
comes from with extraordinary
aromas exuding from her I would
bottle if I could.
ride a little pony into town
ride a little pony-
you fell down
No longer two but twenty-two,
no longer atop my grandpa’s knees but straddling a tight rope,
no longer slipping between his legs-Read More »
Jern wanted to see the heart
I’d locked inside a drawer.
I fished in all my pockets but couldn’t
talk to Jern anymore.
You never croak, but you roar like a frog.
You bark an extended note, though you never howl.
You write her love songs, drunk on ale.
Buzzed on tea, I ink the sound down.
‘S’alright. My pen’s as neutered
as I always said it was.
And my love’s as strong as you strike
over, and over, and over again. Sway side to side.
I see the curves that your hips don’t make, Man.Read More »
Aware. Silent communication. Glance.
where the pupils don’t gaze.
Meet. Match. Convey.
Look away. Smile.
Connect. Click. Chemistry.