musty

shuffling through musty lace
was a bad idea for a blue Monday
so many tears
my stomach muscles ached
but there were smiles
captured
in tattered scrapbooks
rife with tickets and pressed flowers
I could not be swayed
from trying to hold something lovely

why did I keep the rusty rivet
next to the dancer in the box
velvet and chrome remembrances
folded next to faded streamers
carrying memory whiffs of cake

I have no gimmick
nothing for you to remember me by
unless you see me as a quilt
pieced together
from all I’ve touched

resisting paths

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.

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http://www.riverpoetsjournal.com

let’s play outside

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

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