Tagged: poem 6
The Denial
Poem Sweet taste of temptation Silent sound of your fear The beat of your heart And the taste of your tears Your whispers like dreams Still echo inside me Your hands, my sweet lover...
Mosaics (circa 2011)
In that hazy place beneath closed eyes and above dreams, I am sometimes back in the Met on that crisp December day. I’m wandering between the columns, Seeing my face in the black and...
The Black of My Mind
In the black of my mind, I ride the waves and follow them to the island in my hands. An undercurrent, a melody of an unknown song, an invisible rope pulling me along. A...
Yellow Rubbish
Rubbish, old yellow rubbish. You see, it is there, It doesn’t move It stares at you While you walk, smile or think. Old yellow rubbish Covering the air Whispering dark thoughts It dyes every...
One of 60,000 Stories
Haibun Poem “Da menos tu hija! La queremos para nueva reigna!” He shouted outside our house. We saw him from the window. I shuddered at the sight of his tattoos. His friends laughed....
These Endless Moments
I lay in flat on the earth, making my summer grass angel. Above, the undersides of green and gold leaves glow in the afternoon light. Below, cool roots connected to the hum of Earth’s...
First Class
Haibun Poetry Rich walks me to room 252, finishing some comment as he opens a steel, fire-rated door. I enter, and he closes that door behind me. Fifteen Black and Hispanic teens look...
