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 May 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
I've integrated until I am now pure bird song
And I roll ever fog-like down hillsides  
At last I am something or not
Rain plus vapor
So quiet now that the sound of my own voice
Startles me
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
Less
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
I thought it
A carousel spinning
Music and light

Presumed 
It a blade of grass
Or shadow bent by
**** form

Maybe the strand of silk hair
Ribbon disrupted from a high place
To fall on cheek

But I am wrong
This single:

True love
Is but
Raw pain unmingled
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
Gray
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
Aye, I was alone
Am alone
Rabbit eyed watching
From bramble

Roadside &
Fireside abiding
Riverside

Roaming theif
Of leaf you
Wind
Spinning

Come in supplanter
Wrye smiling eerie
As fog

Winding while
You level your willow wand
At my face
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
Finite or not time presses ever downward
Three seconds or nine from now
You'll empty the magazine
Words more violent
At the speaking

Blink and saturate again the sting
Sleepless nights end to end
Cyclic systems self-contained
Between day and dream
Rent the seam

Tenderly now
******* alone the wound
Gentle licks of blood trickle in wake
Sweat and hair unbroken stare
Silently reeling through the space of it
Pictures bare feet and lamplight all
Aching for not
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
The wings on my back
Are cut away
By kitchen knife
Veins of royal blue
      ink of you
Are an
Ocean's
Pull
/
I sleep
Walking again like a deer through the Orange groves
And on the banks of C-24
Wandering in dark
Knowing not time's ache
Down old paths
Beneath all stars
I go alone drunk on soil scent
Twenty three as I should be
I run and don't know why
Carrying a burden I do not understand
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
James
 Apr 2016 Ann Beaver
JL
conversation
Worthy of a hospital waiting room
Your contact leaves my skin blistered

I didn't say it to be romantic
But informative disconnected emotionless your retaliation is the
Balled fist a hand I've studied
I know how the skin lays over that knuckle
Scarless you cross two legs I have known with my hands and my mouth
You turn away as if you didn't hear
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