sparsing shadow
blended in distance

blurred memory
bended by time

[for Ellie's book poem challenge]*

In last,
the brat
pointed
to the slate,
to the grid
chalked there.

"And then
he found a way out
of the maze!",
he said,

and as he spoke
he erased a line
in that last square.

He smiled,
toothless,
to his best friend:

now
both of them
had it wrong
but that cage
of loneliness
was open wide
- at last!

Charcoal trees
crowned in
greenish grey,
diluted in mist;

glitten dew, spilt
by sword shaped ferns,
bruising in yellow
the bushy scented moss;

likens' frozen tracery,
gothic earthly waves,
bursting gloomy barks
into shades of red and sand;

in a friable sunbeam,
a swirl of a honey bee.

Salty,
like a misty drizzle
by the sea;
sour caramel,
a dark harsh yellow;
a silky roundness
of reddish sweet

- tickling lust.

An other day.

Walking.

Making the all planet spin.
To get there.
That moment.

And the one moment
I can not reach.

Walking.

Drowned in craving.
Forbidden wishes.
Time
washing away
the chance to be.

Hold me.
Hold me,
in the filled silence
of love.

To kiss you,
shivering,
liquefying.

Pain.

To sleep.
To reborn
as a child.
Lover man!
Would you choose
me?

The mercy
of love.

Walking.

To die
before sunset.

1.* *Ship wrecking

A heart, oh my, thrown out to die,
To watch it sink in tide high...!
To pleas of such ink
can I, no, not cling:
for cleared of hearts can again die?

2. Flaming love

A ring of fire, poets say, high
burning flames. Yeah, all the sigh,
the blinded tears shred,
a teddy's hug can ted;
a waft of shy: then (classy!), fire is high!

3. Darkest night

A slashing light, sadness is, not a night!
A dark hour's a time to rise might
of will: hushed ghosts, all
a dreamy mind make crawl!
A rest can not find sadness in raw light!

Okay, you try it,
to bring a superlative
upon a regular you

and

using a minimal
amount of
foreign words!

Let me show you
how hard it gets,
with a light exercise!

Here we go:

stitch
in red
a ribbon
hearted like

paint
an island
around it

get inside the draw

play with the pebbles

built a castle
and pretend
you're a troubadour

no one will know