Joanne Smith

Jul 2016

Joel M Frye

i dream of you most perfect girl
intelligent and patient eyes
with legs caressable as clay
world-weary and naive in turns
sharp of tongue yet never lies
nor turns a starving heart away

most perfect girl in dreams you'd be
so strong and joyful to submit
your nature suits duality
enjoys your wicked, smiles your wit

one whose soul outshines the sun
and darker than obsidian
i pray to be when i am done
one most unworthy perfect man

Jus' playing with the form. Inverted Petrarchan sonnet.

Jul 2016

Stephan

The heavens, the stars, the moon and our love

Alluring the
whispers,
a warm
summer breeze

Floating the
heavens,
caressing
the sky

Counting
each star
midst the
evergreen trees

Lost in
the glow
as the moon
wanders by

Sharing a
kiss that
a shadow
conceals

Holding
each other
neath
wonders above

Feeling our
heartbeats
as evening
reveals

The heavens,
the stars,
the moon and
our love

Jul 2016

The Lunchtime Poet

Murderer Mows His Grass

I'm the murderer
Who mowed my grass
Killing thousands
With a single pass

Driving over
A giant ant mound
Now there's none
Of them to be found

Running down
A cricket or two
I hate to say it
But I think they're through

Earthworms sunning themselves
In the sun so nice
Cutting them in half
With a single slice

Devastation on the insects
It did rain
Not trying to cause
Them any pain

I'm a quiet guy
Humble and meek
But when I cut my grass
I'm a killer once a week

Joanne Smith Jul 2016

New Love

You've enveloped my heart
and cocooned my soul
You've woken emotions
I find hard to control
You've unlocked a treasure
more valued than gold
You've opened a book
of words left untold
You've captured a gaze
not many have seen
You've ignited a fire
where ice has been
The hope I feel as our journey begins
Will quell any fear or doubt from within