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 Apr 13 Del
Nat Lipstadt
~
words given life's first breath by this comment from
SE Reimer  
"thy tiller has found a storied port"

~~

captain of a city street ferry,
upon the choppy holy waters of
scarlet fevered spotted gum stained
christened concrete streets

daylight guided by the starlight
of quartz sparklers sidewalk embedded,
resurrecting, overwhelming,
the grayness of men's mortared materialism,
these textured bright city lights,
from murk morn steam-pipe risen,
signposts of a city boys life,
navigation tools on his
steerage cruises

'tis only my poor torso
I captain,
my bus driving days retired,
single masted, obedient to the sun's paths plotted
on a personalized AAA TripTik,^
my cargo, my tiring physique,
the refined mettle product of a
sixty five year too short voyage of
deep diving mining defining,
and for surety, water divining

city walking life driving,
debtor-in-possession of a
city infection
of perpetual motion sickness

enabled inability
for standing stilled,
lane weaving,
people receiving and perceiving
as buoyed obstacle objects
to be passed by
in a higher lane
of shaken and stirred
city waterways

muscle's squeak in sonnet speak

Why speed thy errant boots
upon lanes of wandering men,
is there not time enough,
words suffice,
in history's future present
unlived long life,
to recompense
all your recorded stanzas,
mariner's tales and wrote recitations of seafaring voices?

sea nat run.
sea nat go.

dodging tween his fellow citified citizens
and the puzzled and puzzling drowning tourists,
sea nat write his unsecreted visions,
sailing from street to shining street poetry

this glorious grime,
this delicious dirt,
stuff of my blood,
genes of my children's children inheritance,
of thee I sing,
in thee I revel,
of thee I am composed

when my decomposing time scheduled arrival
lately comes on time,
bury me in its cemetery of memories,
within the soft earth of a watery grave
that the jackhammers drill bit paddles can uncover,
in rough canvas toss my worn smooth
failed frame overboard,
so I may become but one more
fable
in your fabulous liquefying
cement oceans

~~~

3:53 am
5/18/16
nyc

^
http://pearlsoftravelwisdom.boardingarea.com/2014/01/remember-triptix/
with apologies to all the great poets from  I liberally borrowed
 Apr 4 Del
Elo
altar
 Apr 4 Del
Elo
tawny leaf-littered
autumn's cold chill
amber sun, filtered
one tree, one hill

smoky-water rains
water scented earth
heart-loss pains
worms unearth'd

bristled seeds drift
sunset winds, rest
fluff and dust admidst
a heaving chest

sun-warmth falter
cloud coats gold
body upon an altar
everything turns cold
 Mar 4 Del
nivek
a ladled soup
buttered crisp bread

salt and pepper
a smile a thankfulness

good company
a carafe of red wine

a shared bounty
simple but profound

one star in the west
peeking through night.
 Feb 23 Del
Ivai
The 13th Moon
 Feb 23 Del
Ivai
This heart -
This February twilight sky -
Are of the deepest blue.
I will stay here for a while, to remember.
Till the 13th moon is upon me.
 Feb 23 Del
Crow
Winter Prairie
 Feb 23 Del
Crow
within the solitude of the dreadful span
of the blackened and bowed sky
the deep withered grass bends in the moonless dark
quieting the cold and murmuring earth

hushing her into fitful sleep

the air is hard
and the wind lacerates the night
razor incisions left behind
in the icy flesh of obsidian hours

open wounds howl like wolves
on the trail of prey in flight

I hunger for you
under the restless stars
 Feb 21 Del
tiyaja cianni
it'll never be me
as if i could ever pretend to be free
at all

it would ****
and it does

tell me
have you seen me lately?

i've been simple- intertwined with virtue

may i never hurt you
at all
 Feb 21 Del
tiyaja cianni
encapsulated, solely in myself
i called it self care

fainting in the spotlight,
pulling my own teeth in your vision
and maybe i needed that

maybe i liked it

i probably still do.

there is no way to disentangle
the grin ribboning its way into my frame

as it was infrequently dishonest

i savor when firing towards myself
yet the impact flirts with you
a unification of intentness

i am the necessary cupidity
intertwining with your poultry

i am the absolution thinning the air

and i forgive you, but
are you truly honest about me?
 Feb 21 Del
-E
Undesided
 Feb 21 Del
-E
She wants to leave
She wants to stay
It hard to say
One foot out the door
One foot on our floor

And It's hard to see
I feel powerless to say the least
I wont put her on a leash

I dont know what is
Or what isn't on her mind

I'll sit quietly
And look on hopelessly
I'll bite my tongue
I'll hold back my reaching arm

She wants to leave
She wants to stay
But my door will stay open
For either way
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