Thursday, September 30, 2010

Three Word Wed -- engulf, imminent, tamper


He tampered with her
braids as he sat behind
her in kindergarten.

Her temper was swift and
beautiful, a flaming handprint
engulfing his left cheek.

He tampered with her
heart as he played the
field in high school.

Her face flushed as she
landed the imminent blow that
smashed the smirk off his face.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Poetic Asides -- about a person


She held my hand
my first day of
kindergarten. Her
red curly hair
framed her freckled
face, enflamed with
dimples and the
most ferocious smile
you'd ever seen.

Carry on Tuesday - one misty moisty morning

7 A.M.

He fell out of my bed
one misty moisty morning
and said he no longer loved
the smell of my damp skin
or the freckles on my nose.

He fell out of my bed
and I felt the cool
deadness of the cotton sheets
that smelled moisty and misty
without his heat to warm them.

Three Word Wed - charm, feast, robust


I feasted on your charm,
a robust meal
of delectable deceit and emptiness.

I hung on your arm,
an empty delicacy
for men to feast upon.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Going back

It only takes a little
plutonium to get
back to the future, Marty.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

In my wake

I left a trail of
tears behind me.
Thankfully, they snuffed the fires.

A torrid affair

The heat of your skin
once seared my
flesh, branded by your love.

The salt of your tears
once mixed with
mine, snuffed that bright flame.

The ashes of our home
once covered the
ground, scattered in the wind.

My world is on fire

The smell of singed wood
still gives me
chills. Three years have past.


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