kathleen-myra-colby
German
I am a writer/poet. I own business WORDS UNLIMITED@1992/ serving writers and artists in editorial capacity. In Yakima WA. USA My AKA is Kitty Starwizard. I have numerous publications through many years of work. I have poetry site on Facebook. For The Love of Poetry which is discussion, learning site with contests from time to time. Visit it if you wish. Favorite quote."We could have had such a damn good time together." Sun Also Rises, Hemingway...
In the midst of regal red
Orange flaming like a ****
It sneaks out
Euphonious as rain on a pond
Mellow sunlight, warm days
Cool not chilly nights
Roses bloom anew
Nature takes a breath and sighs
The second Spring holds back;
the tears of time
Sep 16, 2011
Sep 16, 2011 at 2:46 PM UTC
You big bloated orange moon
Hanging there in this heavy air
You have stolen summer
Eaten it right up and laughed
You have opened the night for lovers
You have burped out a sigh
A wiff of smoke; camp fires burn low
Eager for what lies ahead...I dread
After the regal colors of Autumn
Snow will chill my bones
So, gloat now you blighted orb
I will laugh a pumpkin laugh alas...
Sep 16, 2011
Sep 16, 2011 at 2:22 PM UTC
I went to sleep in a slipstream
Woke to a world gone mad
Red ran like a river down barren streets
All was upside down
The sky was a seamless grey
People were black and white
Lost in an old time movie
The sight filled me with fright
I heard a hideous laughter
A one eyed magician poked me straight
Pick a card, he said
Pick a card or forever exist in exile
before it is all too late...
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 2:22 PM UTC
We drown in fragrant fluids
of the flesh
A gasp...A sigh...The little death
A silent hand strokes back our breath
No longer strangers...eye to eye
Our limbs entwined
A moment longer
And then...
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 2:14 PM UTC
Shameless moon
blind white
motionless climbs
above a sleeve-worn stone
Limb by naked limb
night -entangled trees
release queer shadows
on bare bone
distorting memory
and the tainted foliage
KMC @ 2011
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 2:04 PM UTC
My ashes will hold my destiny;
nestled in a cool dark vase
tossed out to sea
I will not pass into nothingness
but a sweet sleep
sailing the ocean of death
whipped cream waves
will lick my cheeks
Remember me as a crystal
in the snow
Remember me as sunlight
on golden grain
Feel me in the autumn rains
I have cast off an over-coat
of clay
Remember the beauty
of our summer days
See me in twilight
where we played
The beauty of the flesh
vanishes but is destined
for memory
I will look at you again
Toss my ashes to the winds
And remember me!
Sep 2, 2011
Sep 2, 2011 at 5:15 PM UTC
Saturday morning apathy
coffee and cantalope
newspaper eyes
newspaper faces
We mirror eachother
Ironically sad
No luxury
in the chaos
of a very old sun
Sep 2, 2011
Sep 2, 2011 at 4:54 PM UTC
Out of the dark shadows
a night bird shrieks
The howl of the lost
and forgotten
chatters the green monkey
The man with a red guitar
dances in the Mexican heat
Discordant broken strings
of music
fill the desolute night
The shreik of the green monkey
murders the soul...
Sep 2, 2011
Sep 2, 2011 at 4:46 PM UTC
What beauty a summer sun
does bring
It serves us;
our eternal center
Words ignite its radiance
What is true of the sun
is true of the soul
An invisible element
made visible in life
We see what we want to see
If rarified beauty is
our vision
perpetual summer will glow
through us; lest like Icarus
as a golden winged bird
rising higher and higher
to escape
closer and closer to the sun
melting wings
falling into the sea
and death...
Aug 31, 2011
Aug 31, 2011 at 4:16 PM UTC
It was the summer of
a shower of stars.
Vermillion plums,
voluptuous fruit
hanging low on branches.
Fire-red geraniums;
bouganvillea cascading down.
The earth was humid,
heat waves rose up like
a boiling sea.
Full moon's bright stare
ignites strange shapes
in our garden.
Shadows that move like
mating snakes.
A burst of stars
fall to earth;
little fishes invade the beach
then vanish into
a silver sea.
KMC@2011
Aug 19, 2011
Aug 19, 2011 at 2:50 PM UTC