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Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
in warmth
we dress inside
a darkened dressing room
not caring for the fashion trend
this womb

in dark
and cold undress
ourselves to lie, to sleep,
not knowing of a fasion trend
this tomb

(C)2002, Christos Rigakos
Cinquain Sequence
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
tickling
squirm and giggle
lead to grabbing hands and
holding hands and stares while drawing
nearer

the eyes
draw faces close
before the hungry kiss
and held hands release to embrace
with fire

the kiss
now ended nice
recalling the tickling
realizing it wont work again
that's past

(C)2002, Christos Rigakos
Cinquain Sequence
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
their warm arterial embrace was ripped
the day you tore your heart from mine, it died
alone, its beating stopped where once it skipped,
it withered in its solitude and dried,

now pluck this deadened fruit from out its vine,
and crush it into powder fine and white,
from purity of love it is refined,
a remnant of my love unspoiled, zinc bright,

freebase it and inject it in your veins,
or mix with water, drink it as an ale,
or snort it yet don't leave a single grain,
or nebulize it, deeply do inhale,

my essence seeks to once more be a part
in some way with your unforgiving heart

(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
Shakesperean (English) Sonnet
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
buried
in the casket
stillness



(C)2009, Christos Rigakos
Haiku
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
hospital sheets
laying crumpled on the bed
my father



(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
Haiku
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
sunset
over the horizon
our love
sinking into the sea
of distance


(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
Tanka
Christos Rigakos Apr 2012
coughing up
not able to
his breathing tube


(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
Haiku
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