Monday, June 26, 2017

#MicropoetryMonday - June 19 - 25, 2017








Micropoetry:




Sleep. Cry. Repeat.

I wish
I could say today
was spent
dreaming of tomorrow.

But disbelief
& silent
pain-free sleep will do.


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My sea of dreams
turned choppy
after so many miles
Still, the cosmic waters
lure me  So I
sleep in,
press on through
mighty waves


****


The summer birds have arrived early
No more spring songs
Just wailing warbles I can add to
I'm sure we're all tired of the heat already


****


Perfect melody of stars
you composed on the porch
of the high rise
A reminder to just breathe
because light always bends to night


****


You're surreal,
part of the dream
telling me I can't
abstract
from nothing
But I am nothing
& you've sliced me
up for your collage


****


I call to the rhythm of clouds
I see them, cadet blue and gathering
I pray for monsoons
I thirst for rejuvenation
I will wait


****


At the end of the day,
the body struggles
to find a place
even in the softest of spaces
to soothe the aches of
giving it your all



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the heat quit
& we slept in
the front room
waking to
a fireplace
full of sheets
& cinders
because
there was nothing
left to burn


****


Does a longing count
if it's ritual?

I grit my teeth until dusk
in my off season

Time budges for no one
so I beg for its mercy


****


Starstruck
by your presence

You lit a fire in me,
incandescent

I was a small spark
trailing after your magical glow


****


Silence
allows a breath,
a moment of
regained composure
when a tangled tongue
can't keep up
with a cataclysmic
explosion of thought


****

I'll chase safety
across state lines

(I have)

When I land,
I'll burrow into
the crook of your arm

--a place to call home


****


We chose to navigate
through together
Our past is a silvan path
We press on, burdened by
the temptation
of looking too far back


****


Surprising
Hearing you in lower keys
Sweet soprano
I was strange
for listening to your music
way back then
We're old now eh?
Still songbirds


****


Freedom bought with sonnets

True love comes
at too high a price

Falling into uncertainty,
tangled in heartstrings
may cost your very life


****


Glamorous spectacle
True views see through
to the dirty sham beneath
Betrothed
Bequeathed
Distorted reality
takes center stage
& is released


****


Theorize your principles
moral qualms
loyalties
'Tis nothing new
This modern age
is not like
days of old with
corners of the world
undiscovered


****




This burgundy sky
inspires
an open bottle of Merlot

Crimson waves sedate me

I let operatic nocturnes
seep into my veins


****


To be engulfed,
grasped,
& shaken
to the core
from a touch
as warm as summer

To feel a piercing
pulse in one glance

You compare


****


New open space
is suddenly stifling

until you run away
with no known destination

and are backed in the same corner
starting all over again


****


Memories fade
like the cornflower print
lilac linen dress
forgotten in the closet corner
You try
but can't recall how it fit


****


I was drawn to your vague scrawlings
Your world view jagged edge
Your ricocheting between hope & hate
for humanity's decisions


****


I used to lament
summers spent
staring out the window
But strong sunlight
feels like an attack
An assault on my whole being
I make do within


****


"Take me home"
too often sobbed
on lost days

I'm in pieces
spanning the states
seeking family

sprinkled everywhere,
scattered


****


You loan me breath

I inhale your strength
& exhale fears

learned too young
that cause me to freeze
& forget functioning


****


You ruined the song about kilig
Filled my stomach with wasps instead
My ears buzzed with vicious whispers
You crushed my fragile wing


****


Recurring dream

I'm in a rowboat
I have no oar,

only visions of
ravaged remains of childhood
cast adrift on a bone white shore


****


Your name is a legend
on smiling lips

But also, a turquoise gleam
in the story-teller's eyes

You are an ocean of jewels,
our reason to cry


****


I'll conjure sadness,
listen to the drum beats,
keep to the calm waters,
& wail underneath waves
of missing you
just to get through,
tonight


****


I write things in secret
I fear you'll read them
I think things
afraid you'll hear them
You, a thorn in my side
torn out & I still feel you


****


Dewy eyes
like the grass up north
in the gorgeous gloaming
when we didn't sleep
because we were protecting
uncle's fire from rain


****


Bright light scalds my tender eyes
I've spent days struggling,
trudging forward,
seeking a darkened lens with better focus


****


My father, an exorcist
of bad vibe demons
chanting prayer songs
while he polishes off
an always reliable
arsenal of holy defenses

 --miracle



****


look up
to read the stars
a craning neck snaps quick to

look down
to read cracks in the sidewalk
like tea leaf prophecies


****


To the twins on their birthday:

Is sharing hard? Did
you bump heads
in the womb? Red
orange poppies born
brightening the world


****




She was an earthquake,
shaking our cores
& causing a tsunami
of good intentions
we ended up
drowning in
trying to keep
afloat


****


all of my securities
buried under a sheet of snow

summer sun unearthed
shreds of loving arms

and remnants
of encouragement


****


The song insists I know it
because my heart is beating along,
my brain is synching with the rhythm
and my damaged legs pretend to dance


****


The untold stories
Original voices unheard
ring out over the life giving lake
Those who protect her
listen with prayerful hearts


****


Oh, if my ribcage were iron
could it keep the expansion
imprisoned?    My heart,
bursting with guilt
My kidneys,
heavy with shame


****


Broken poets
plunging into virulent waters,
stirring the depths,
carrying me through
painful verses,
soothing the sting of waves


****


The final piece
at my finger tips
itching to be placed
into the infinite puzzle


****


The best gift
I could give
my father
is a heavy dose
of forgiveness

We can trade burdens,
if only for a little while


****


spider sister,
weave me blankets,
feed me regurgitated memories,
spin me beautiful lies


****


She sang,
her arms
wrapped around her
like she was cold,
and the high notes
covered me
like a shawl

I hope
we both
felt warm by song's end


****


Lucidly, I
tried to find
a gossamer thread
connecting me to my body
I'm floating above it, climbing walls,
keeping out of the sandman's sight


****


He calls from the road
Calls me a mystic

Describes how twilight
kisses the mountain tops

How the stars at the stops
make food taste better


****


Sunflowers kiss
the warm breeze
goodbye

Dizzy bumblebees
cloud a mighty
center eye

Shriveled with sadness
she'll be
come July


****


Nightmares
of confinement
Crushed and cramped
in a metaphorical clam
Waking after breaking
a steel shell
in a bed of black pearls


****


Overtired from wrestling life,
we run,

pulses racing the raindrops,
trying to beat the storm

You stop,
laugh

Our hearts collapse


****


the moon cried
rainbow tears
that night
and I knew it was all futile
people would never
stop hating
that which
they misunderstand


****


They discuss what is sacred to us
as if it's a self help book
They disgrace practice
so publicly
what some of us are afraid to

--ceremony


****


I imagine
after death

I'll be climbing
a ladder

Once golden
now rusted

By tears
I'll climb

Leaving a well
of sorrow behind


****


I want to see these idyllic colors
bursting in summer as you say

But alas! I open my stinging eyes
and feast upon only grey


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"God, that girl can belt it"

A nightingale, in white
on a Sunday

Savor it,
this voice of symphonic purity;
She only sings for the dead


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Haiku:


Savor the darkness
For tonight it will be scarce
The sun rules today


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VSS (Very Short Stories):


"Twilight"

Dragonfly stopped by, scaring you
to death in the twilight.


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He painted worlds for her. Great cathedrals.
Vast fields and forests to wander.
Never neglectful of the harlequin sky.


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Each summer, we construct sand castles in our heads because upon reaching adulthood, we avoid the beach like the plague.


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