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Contrasting Red on White

An unexpected silence startled me

and a red tinted wine glass slipped from my fingers
and crashed onto the white stone tiles of my patio

Red shards scattered along the all weather flooring
with splatters of red wine pooling in low spots

I was stunned and collapsed
crashing in piles of disjointed brittle confusion
askew in muted panic
like a red wine glass
tinted
now in a thousand pieces

Scattered shards of recognized brokenness

An unexpected silence startled me

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Polemonitics


Fruiterroriorist of the half-lemon variety
blindeaf muted fu-upped-busheet
allegedly
twenty five years
quarter sensory outsanity
F-mon le-uck
half of one
one minus a half
of a f-mon le-ucking
why can’t the mute have a voice
if a voice can squeeze a mute
into a juice box for a quarterife
deathence
redickyouless busheet
as I kick back and drink iced tea on my balcony with a slice of lemon in it

But hey
the dude may be a Turkish threat
but the evidensilliness
is just plainilly outsanity
from my point of view
buying rounds of tequila
for everyone
with a slice of lemon to suck in the fact Canada ain’t so bad in the light of lemons.

And to my Turkish missionary sister
rock on
praying for souls
but for your sake
leave the f-mon le-uckings alone
stay out of their polemonitics
and just do your missionalities
minus the sour fruitality of their centless korts
Peacenove

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Valerie

For what it is worth

I never told you the reason I had to go
I didn’t mean to leave you trapped
a cactus out of place near river
on the shiver of a dark storm’s lap

Arctic wind from sin borne youth
blew me to Siberia’s barren womb
an ice laced tree removed from truth
the sadness on your face
the wilt of bloom

I’m lost in disgrace
and lack of proper taste
and respect
for the beauty of your name
and the smiles exiled from our place

I do know your name
and have it shaved in my mane
like a wolf at the moon
it cries out Val
out of tune
in frozen wind
‘cross permafrost tomb

To hear your voice
bleed so much pain
I could die ten deaths
beyond insane
beyond the insanity of fate’s crude painting
where you stand by a river like cactus dry
and me as tree in Siberia

Why

I do love you
but I am sure my silent printed simple word
fall short of the symphony of your lyrical muse
I apologize
I apologize
from the dark side
of the world

For what it is worth
For what it is worth

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Defiance

 

Oxen flex muscled legs

pull through fields of wet

my mind pushes to resist

 

Elephants tug trees

trunks of strength

fall mighty ideals

 

Tanks crush protest

roll over heart’s soul

lone voice still echo

 

Shells silence resistance

explode life in pieces

resistance resurrects

 

My mind mends pain

my mind stitches flesh

my mind pushes to resist

 

Elephants will march

Tanks can crush

My mind defies

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Blue

So many shades of blue that breathe between swift sky and sea;

between her eyes and me.

 

Too many shards of glass whose scream reflect split life and dream;

reflect my lie and she.

 

Miles of road and miles of road cross rivers and mountains and forests alone.

 

Winds of cold and winds of cold cause shivers and weakness and sadness of bone.

 

Self-banished. Self-exiled. Worn shoes. Torn sleeves. Dead end.

An ocean, Pacific, taunts, splashes tears back in my face. I cannot run. There is no more road. There is no more road. The road ends here. I collapse on the beach and

reach.

 

So many waves of blue that breathe between her eyes and peace;

between my cries and peace.

 

So many waves

of blue

that breathe.

 

So many waves

of truth

I breathe,

and breathe,

and breathe.

 

Miles of road and miles of road crossed rivers and mountains and forests

 

atoned.

 

I can live with me now.

 

The road starts here.

 

 

For dVerse Open Mic Tuesday.

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Faucet Drip


 

So

   there breathe lies that bruise chap lips,

And

   band of white wed finger’s voice,

But

   lover’s eyes remind me I’m,

a second choice.

 

So

   paint rust stain ‘low faucet drip,

And

   plumbers paid for greedy choice,

But

   I must leak until my death,

a vacant voice.

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For The Womb of Her Heart

Seven Moons

Three glowing globes of red hued fire
Drop
One
By
One
Below the silhouetted
Angry
Pointed peaks
Of the Prantasian mountain range.

As diminishing dashes of light
Retreat
Out
Of
Sight
Our breath crystallizes
Frozen
In short gasps
As darkness blankets our farewell.

My love’s two shining faces
Dim
In
Quiet
Expectation
Waiting for the string of seven pearls
Moons
That will
Illuminate our final kiss.

My journey waits like an executioner
Anticipating
Dawn’s
Explosive
Sunrises
When my Star-traveler
Nourishment
Launches me into the next century
In a blink of my aqua eyes.

Streaming showers of shooting stars
Streak
Unshackled
Silently
Screaming
The brevity of existence
Signaling
Nothing survives
In its present state.

Our lips quiver in expected embrace
Drawing
Closer
Touching
Exchanging
Our last expression of passion
Whispering
I’ll love
Forever, wherever, always.

My Helen will be in Heaven when I come back
Redeemed
Restored
Released
Ransomed
Waiting for my delayed return
Remembering
Our oneness
In a world we cannot see.

Traveling on tides of light’s speed
Time
Tamed
Stands
Still
My eyes will not age
Searching
For food
In a distant universe.

Pain and duty duel for dominance
Wrestling
Fighting
Debating
Warring
Deep in my embattled soul
Uncompromising
Death will determine
My bloody battle within.

But, my love’s hands caress my faces
Soothing
Hostilities
Softly
Speaking
“I will not die alone
Sweetheart
I have your love
And seed in my heart‘s womb.”

Strapped in my launch-seat I kiss
Memories
Scents
Tastes
Sounds
Of my love’s beauty
Spirit
As the power of duty prepares to
Rocket me to realms for our offspring’s future.

I wrote this as back in 2007 while I was in Denver.  Thought it would work for tonight’s “Alien” theme at dVerse.

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