"mensuration" poems
It all started when I
helped you finish your
Solid Mensuration homework,
when we stayed at the library
until closing time, and before
going home, you bought me
a sundae, caramel flavor.
But you didn't take me home.
25 months later, I'm still hoping
that you'd walk me home.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 9:21 AM UTC
a sunset here
now line-dance mere
last boots of star
well kick the sky
still co-exist in boudoir
wholly flatter the soul so nigh,
why a pearl sensation
set afire her mensuration
whether will wist legate
or a motley orb's date!
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
Apocalyptic departure
A comical catastrophe.
Separated from reality
By a mere apostrophe.
Two breaths left,
One was for saying good-bye.
But the vapour hugged his throat
Breaths wasted on a deaf layby.
Gone. Just so.
Parallels do not meet after all.
Yet he'd break mensuration
A tangent beside her, tall.
Mayhap it would suit needs
Had stitches not sealed his tongue
To speak of fruits forbidden, but
Ladders of memory, often have broken rungs.
Bah! What use is the eye
Without beholding her?
What of the ear?
Without another conversation..
The nose?
Without soap soaked skin.
The flesh?
When tips of his fingers grasp air
The tongue too..
When all it has tasted is a delightful future.
Cool breeze riding,
Name personified,
Whirl, skirt and soar
He waits for her to come home.
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 10:53 AM UTC