National Poetry Writing Month: Day 26 – Autumn

Rubied polygonsAutumn's dust sprinkles downwardCrinkled by footprints.

National Poetry Writing Month: Day 25 – Recess

The sun hoveredAbove the pine treesThat sent conesTumbling down the hillAnd into the street.Rolling, like bright coloredKickballs.Those who excelledBeneath scoreboardsClaimed the field,The rest of us clingingTo slides.I liked recess then,But the freedom the thirty minutes broughtMakes some minds believeThey can always doWhat they want.

National Poetry Writing Month: Day 24 – Fog

They sayTo let yourImaginationRun wild.Wild likeFlowers.You envisionThe contrasts,Paints and Puddles of theWorld,In the filterYou wished toGlance through.Maybe you didn'tKnow yourself.They sayTo let yourImaginationRun wild.Wild likeEgyptian sunsets.The fog thatSwims and swirlsLike deceptionIn your mouthIlluminates inGray.Maybe you didn'tKnow yourself.They sayTo let yourImaginationRun wild.Wild likeBlackberries.The fog thatSwings and swaysLike truthIn my mouthIlluminates inEverything.Sun raysSend pastel polishInto the fogLike … Continue reading National Poetry Writing Month: Day 24 – Fog

National Poetry Writing Month: Day 22 – Rose

I wonderWhat part of your mindI grow in,Whether in mounds of weedsOr well-watered gardens.I want to be your rose,Lingering like aVintage blossomTucked in the corner ofMapsFolded, creasedUsed, reusedAlways returned to,As you seemed to beSomewhereYet going nowhereMaking people thinkYou were well-traveled.I wonderWhat part of your heartI grow in,Whether in mounds of winter shrubsOr well-watered summer flowers.

National Poetry Writing Month: Day 20 – Space

The glassFramed your faceLike a polaroidPinned to my mindAnd through hours ofAwake and sleepIt never slipped away. Handprints stampedThe window paneAs proof to myEyes and mouthThat you once existedAnd disappeared likeMorning frost. Distant hand wavesSwoopIn front of our faces,But my mindMight as well haveImagined themBecause I could neverBe so lucky. We are as far awayAs … Continue reading National Poetry Writing Month: Day 20 – Space

National Poetry Writing Month: Day 18 – The Size Of A Heart

The nightAs dark as caves,But schizophrenic lightsStill flash. The nightAs dark as ocean pits,But your voice lathersOver the pink of my brainAnd I wonder what it means. The nightAs dark as the underbelly of eyelids,But my eyes feel frozen. The nightAs dark as a starless galaxy.But the sizeOf my heartCould neverRetreat.