Tag: poetry

  • sedges

    Photo by Gabriel Miklós on Unsplash
    unconfidante but for
    ravens and crows
    campfires and ghosts
    gone blind due to reading
    gone silent for song

    conspiracy and murder
    have taken all tongue
    broken fingerbones
    have stolen all tone

    shh, now childe
    sleep within sedges at
    green gone wild

  • unboxed

    Photo by Connor DeMott on Unsplash
    not fuzzy
    not prickly
    more prickly fuzz
    or fuzzy prickles
    in a world full
    of shoeboxes to
    put these things
    within

    those left over
    cast sparse
    in the backyards
    of the dream

  • stars

    Photo by Troy Olson on Unsplash
    forgetting how to read
    my books given to tinder
    and letters gone to rust
    a kiss the only verse
    i know

    i might refrain your eyes
    on hours, if howevers allow
    over endless ribbons
    on sky's raven road

    do your stars
    cut at flesh
    when caught
    on the fall?

  • triptych

    black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees
    Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
    tangletown dreaming
    arterial roots weaving
    entwined, your eyes
    chipped onyx flecked
    and flint in the corners
    windows wide and riding
    the tall beasts fell
    to that old beat howl
    all mouths gaping at
    how beautiful you are
    No. How could you possibly
    understand? You would need
    the books and coin-covered
    eyes to see. Crossing that river
    that seems a stream and, if you
    do, you could never look back.
    you look skies, but
    some say prayers
    over a sea of sand
    in cities of dust
    come the ash driven
    like the snow

    while i say mine

  • hollow me

    Photo by Peter Herrmann on Unsplash
    hollow me wraithly
    flitting through moon
    crisp tasting & elder
    untouching the floor

    moving within within
    moving within
    but… unseen
    for all the howl

    cold hearth & ashen
    still glide the home
    given to memento
    given to the gloam

  • dominion

    into big empty &
    sever the tethers
    to slip obscure
    in those eyes nocturne

    i fell in love
    with her picture
    in the television
    i fell in love with
    her banshee wail

    with eyes crossed kohl
    she could not see
    even if she tried

    given to dominion
    i surrendered to her gale
    only to be forgotten
    in the maelstrom flick
    of a changed channel

  • old curmudgeon me

    old curmudgeon me
    feeling aches i disowned
    back when i was young
    ”never will i…”
    ”not me…”

    and
    here we are, with me
    wondering when i will cane
    and already needing more sleep
    reading books and watching tv
    of people in deeper shit than me
    because it makes everything
    seem better

  • greeting dawn

    another storm shuffles through
    leaving me powerless
    a robin greets dawn
    to a neighbor's generator drone

  • understone

    i understone unturned 
    waiting for a barleymaid
    to fingerpry tendril me free

    an echo lingers at chasms
    a ghosting at my ears
    sweet autumn, her song 
    calling the long night down

    i understone and waiting
    for gentle fingers to
     slender prise me free.

  • tossing a rune — 08aug25

    fehu
    giving away books
    to little libraries
    to show my kin
    sharing make us richer
    than accumulation

    Another rune poem of mine, where the rune is selected at random.

    Today’s rune is fehu, which has a core meaning of “cattle” or a more generalized “livestock”, which was a representation of personal wealth. Wealth and prosperity was valued, but was looked down upon when accumulation appeared to be excessive, greedy, miserly or turned to hoarding, especially when those around you were lacking.