Droopy, the eighth dwarf, weathered and calcified from the sun’s careless beating. Droopy, a drop lowering, a waxy wave of wonder. A candle too hot to return to itself flows into something anew. A feeble-bodied waterless man of the desert, pulling, clawing forward disappears. A swayed back horse out to pasture, the golden years thatContinue reading “Droopy: A Poem”
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Middle-Aged Lady Rap
I’m a midnight grinder, a shamrock finder, got a calendar, don’t need a reminder. I’m built Ford tough, edges rough, whenever I’m hot springin’ it’s in the buff. I down my steak rare, am a baller at foursquare, you better believe I oppose the electric chair. I’ve never had a gallstone, send messages via Iphone,Continue reading “Middle-Aged Lady Rap”
The Ride
On your tippy toes, you reach, and your sight line raises just above a blanket of billowing clouds that are tucking in the land. You are a bird, the tip of the tallest tree, the hiker at the tallest peak, backstroking, and whales spouting into the infinitely available. Here, perceptive as preying panthers, are CanadaContinue reading “The Ride”
Intimacy’s Devilish Dance: A Poem
Shrouded with barbed wire, we trudge the land of the untouchable. Enter At Your Own Risk, the scalding caldrons seem to say, oozing forth with frothing anticipation. A Venus Fly Trap, its tendrils hypnotize and tempt, then snap tight its kill. A funhouse mirror twists the thin to swirly and morphs whispers to screams. AContinue reading “Intimacy’s Devilish Dance: A Poem”
As It Seems: A Poem
Why am I such a miserable fool? The mutterings echo off the toilet bowl-stained limestone. I dream of freshly laundered linens and rose hip-oiled loins, the ones found in decadent masquerade parties where bowls of keys promise the mysterious. Take my hand, and we’ll run with our dresses flowing like scarves. How naive we’ll beContinue reading “As It Seems: A Poem”
Somewhere With You
Heading to Toronto, riding the rails. Strands of lights under eaves brighten the shadows. I step into the light of which I’m not. Oddly lovely are the people. A stranger in the cafeteria can’t cope with being known. That blonde, of course she sees, the hate within her like gun powder. A conveyor belt toContinue reading “Somewhere With You”
Reflections: A Poem
Under the streaked window and the dust-bunnied cracks are the streams of light that come from staring too long; the whisps drawing across the room like a megaphone. A standstill in a game of tug-a-war. A glimpse in the mirror. For free, the advice I give. I nod off, “Leave a tip on the counter.”Continue reading “Reflections: A Poem”
Meandering Mind: A Poem
Another mother of a blank page staring me down, like Uncle Sam pointing his finger, “I need you!” I lack the wind for a stellar sail, so I’ll drift in an eddy until I’m ready. To shoot! Down the rapids of relief. And to swirl in a pool of dreams of which I long. NotContinue reading “Meandering Mind: A Poem”
Maria Maria
A thousand tries, cries, and wondering whys.The night shift clocks out earlyno one goes home.Under the sun is a world.That glimpses the shimmering fairy.And a light feeling tickles the toes.Candle wax is melted and stamped.An invitation is hand-delivered.Then a gentle knock. The door opens.An amber light glows, and energy flows.Then a Voice comes:“It wasn’t allContinue reading “Maria Maria”
A Gentle Ride
There’s a leaf; it looks like a moth, feet gripping to the side of a cedar. March’s chill reminds me still that it’s fall, not spring. I take a breath, a long and heavy breath, to release my previous session. I reset and forget and feel the comfort of my bed from underneath me. TheContinue reading “A Gentle Ride”
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