Category: Poetry

Valley

Valley ~ V Monotone Omnipresent The constant aftershock, thud and thrum of a car’s movement Vibrant buzzing, vehicular pulse, lovely varnishing friction A Caterwauling Undulating Sirens screaming, howling in a maddening fervor Sudden rush of activity, alarming warning, amplifying the emergency L Sedating Massive A rolling symphony, the rumble of the many-wheeled metal leviathans Like…


Griffin

Griffin ~ G Stuttering Clunking Breaking down, old, old cars, car parts, broken Gasping, gurgling, gripping at the life that leaves them R Vivacious Life-giving Best, brightest, powerful vibration, loudest voice of all Rumble strips, cars wandering, metal trembling against ribbed ridges I Squealing Jarring Squeaking, sharply temporary sound of brakes, breaking the fall Innate,…


Lenity

Lenity ~ My shadow is growing longer I haven’t heard anyone laughing We must be the last ones left I don’t have to look to know you’re there Whoever you are, your mother is calling you I thought her voice was calling me But then she called you sweetie My mother never says that anymore…


Ennui

Ennui ~ The sky is turning purple We’re the last ones on the playground My mother calls me, her voice is firm but gentle Your mother is still ignoring you This whole time you’ve been sitting alone Kicking the wood chips under the swing She hasn’t looked at you at all She’s been talking to…


White Rose Red

~ “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?” Far wandering is the lost and tainted soul, in lust’s caresses Posing as the angel sent to please, from hell beyond the mind’s control The moth-like heart, so drawn to the untempered flames of passion and pretenses…


White Crippled Wings

~ Snapshots of this daydream, they whisper Galilean prophecies and Sweet sonnets of misfortune Promises of new skies Sung by birds in flight Leading ghosts from White crippled Broken Wings


Rumble Strip

Human, have you ever leaned back Stared at your ceiling Paint and Sheetrock peeling And had a spider fall into your mouth? . Human, the very thought unnerves you Of eight legs spastic and twitching Movement in your body, always itching Did you know we feel that every day? . Human, have you built heaven and hell Playing…