why not
ear n nothingham
why not
fall deeply in
why not
sleep not open
why not
dream off clock
Aug 27, 2022
Aug 27, 2022 at 12:59 AM UTC
when the eyes fail to perceive
and the heart lessens to drink
when the brain tap nozzled
drips slowly in a lonely sink
when the owls shriek
in melodic tunes
when the moon quickens
like a lightening noon
yet it only a midnight draft
the floorboards creak
the shadowbird laughs
and yet ceases to speak
when the door swings open
and shingles screech for the moon
you think it's early
the crickets mumble in tune
when the night is up
the sparrow has yet to speak
crowing on a metalled fence
glistening powdered bleak
when the night is up
cows bury the dune
the night is, up
the mare is looking for the groom
Aug 20, 2022
Aug 20, 2022 at 12:23 AM UTC
sleeping softly in knickered wood
watering bamboo running wild
in leaf paddies lost in the memory
yes, yesterhours gleam
the clock is broken, the shopkeeper
broke- it was yesteryears problem anyways.
loving of all, the curtains quietly draw close
the windows hold steady, not softly shaking with the wind
Aug 16, 2022
Aug 16, 2022 at 4:00 PM UTC
i sit crooked in a lonely corner
trying to shock weary sockets to cry
weakened pulses beat in faithful order
electric tears ravage with dignity, undenied
Jun 1, 2021
Jun 1, 2021 at 11:36 PM UTC
the night is long and I am a short woman -
moved by the breeze, gazing at the stars.
the night is long, and at length unknown,
but as a holder of giants, and the planets afar.
Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 11:48 PM UTC
I gather myself tightly
and charge at the horizon
for I know no other way
to carry this heart
slowly, clumsily
I shake off mud when it's clinging
sharpen my spears
I learn to make art
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 12:54 AM UTC
under the riverbed
the moon scatters silver
you carefully gather
whatever you can hold blue
shadows hang heavy
as your waterlogged pants
you still scoop, smiling
full pieces of our dreams
lodged between your fingers
water streams down your face
both sweat and tears ever sweet
i ready the basket
poised like a midnight crane
barely stirring in wane
several moments of pause,
and you look for me and
gaze with bottomless eyes
searching, for me asking
any reason, any sense, why
why won't I swim in the moonlight?
Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 10:08 PM UTC
oh stone of my heart, can you blossom beautifully?
can you let your cracks heal even incongruently?
can you take a seed, and by the sunlit sea
watch the unfolding: lilacs and daffodils, on earth gray and green
Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 7:03 PM UTC
a picturesque portrait nailed
over the glass askew;
you're running, always running
from the truth of what you'll do
Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 4:30 PM UTC
some days are like long nights
swallowing the bitter pill -
we strive to reach the spring
Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 7:17 PM UTC