Your leaving
Scribbled ripples
In my bedsheets
A tragedy in drapery.
Where between each fold
crashed
sighed sonnets,
and from
every ruffle
poured
our trickled
love notes.
And the swell of your
hips unmade
my bed into tussled art.
And the peach
of your lips
drew a tide of
ache
from mine.
Now I ache
in my reading
the brushstrokes
of your absence.
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
Slender
you wear
a palatine Ivory
beneath your dress.
I trace the sea of your eyes
with mine.
As you catch your lip between teeth
and tilt your head, beaconing
my gaze with yours.
your smile unbuttons my shirt
and you twist, the wings of your hips,
Urgent, seek my grip.
We find a bedroom.
My back finds the burnished brick
as you push me to it
your hands lead mine
to curve of your waist,
to the loops in your lace.
and all is undone.
Lips sink to neck, to shoulder
To breast, to the pink betwixt your ivory.
and soon we are sundered on linen sheets
like tulip petals after a storm.
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 7:25 PM UTC
China blue evensong
white egg moon, birds nest night
frost gilt grass shivers.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC
folded sunny side
Golden bellied bottle kiss
ruddy bubbles burst
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
You wore a paper white quiet
like the spaces between
words
And that’s when I realised
that we-
Are a misprint
unique, beautiful in a way
but never now to be.
Nov 28, 2015
Nov 28, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC
Ancient leviathan,
City in sands
Razed in a roar.
Now silence stands
Taller than your
Pillars did before
As the world looks on
It can’t but abhor
Let sleep find your
Great arches now
Though brought down
They did not bow
For their shadows
Outstretch the hand of man
And the rote of
All religion’s plans.
They did not destroy!
They have not won!
And in undoing
Become
undone.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
We are enfolded
by silences;
your bags waiting to leave,
my begging eyes,
but the greatest silence
was
the absence
of your breath
in the
Night...
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 12:15 PM UTC
My lips
grazed her clavicle
as I sank
like a diving bell
into her chest
and in a moment
I was shore bound
no longer treading
water in the
dire depths
but safe,
home,
on the
warm sands
of your breath.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
We tied a knot in heaven
and left it there
suspended in the air
unaware of the care that lent there
we stare, bare of emotions
for those we sent there
prematurely
surely it was god’s plan
between that ISIS and
the American man’s man
but wait
I don’t rate the
Wests lack of responsibility
they attest not to the culpability
and without an ounce of timidity
suggest that their
interactions are near
the vicinity of humility
when really Iraq
was left gutted like a
listless fish
to be added to the list
of countries
America and Britain not great
Felt the need to mend
not with gentle hands
but with the bayonets hate.
left without infrastructure
a poor suture on
a shambling wreck
Iraq limped on
to suppurate into civil war
which we condemn and abhor
but somehow haven’t the
nous to implore that we have been here before
The imperialist shadow looms like
a hound, as we espouse civility;
Irony abound.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
Rain let itself in
Through the window.
Emerald moss rugs grew.
Braggarts smash the slates,
Windows and tore out the
Milky way marble.
Capsular mushrooms
Bulged with spores,
on dirt carpeted floors.
Wood rotted
bricks crumbled
and
stones ached.
Sun peered in through
The oaken ribcage
The chandelier grew green
and became a surrogate
To
goldfinches
A stack of newspapers
Gathered woodlice and
Poison ivy hugged the legs of
The south facing windows
Like a lover Scorned.
The doors fell off
In rebellion
as the burdened porch
broke with old age.
But the house knew love
And returned to the earth smiling
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC