Unlocked.
should this be time
of relentless celebration
flailing and chanting
cockeyed moon jabbers
with one foot stuck in muck
warmer winds render kites
tools to a dimension
between moist hindrances to clear vision
do you know the way west
in the dark
in the rain
with eyes shut
I don’t believe you
tailored temptations right buoys
floating in a slipstream
between paths of least resistance
I have been published in a tumblr journal, A Literation. Check out my poem along with other works amid a lovely layout.
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Check out River Poets Journal and find many short poems posted for National Poetry Month. One of mine is here and along with others, will be listed on the National Poetry Month page until April 1st, 2015.
maneuvering through
with you
prickly thickets gore
but all I feel
is your hand that has grabbed mine
wafting aroma of decay
settles in like fog
but all I sense
is your warm musk enveloping me
running along brambly hedgerows
closer to town
dimly aware of people nearby
but all I hear
is your laughter
rich and filling
back from frolicking amongst ferns
watching them uncurl
with abandon
clutching small stems of crushed buds
pretending it’s not sad
they won’t get to bloom
opened a page from a favorite writer
floating amid his images
of bears and cellists and stars
knowing it was an unremarkable day
doesn’t diminish mine
for I held magic awhile
needing to touch another frolicker
I can always find him where I need him
on my shelf when it’s quiet
The Word Rummager 