Best Reattached Poems

Day quickly fades into a fearful silent night
Frightful because within the darkness evil comes to life
Abomination that became legend as legend became myth
The Aswang
The wicked epitome of sin
Beautiful by day but a shapeshifting demon in disguise
It has a long disgusting tongue with unspeakable desires
Blood thirsty...

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Christmas, me in my red wagon
Slogging in tears, later you forget
Am I a full person?

Blown black pepper stings your eyes
You strike me, the ambivalence aches
Covered mouth laugh-sharing from now on

Reattached you escape childish dreams
I offer to banish parts of me
Warriors on the horizon, plump and...

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Don’t involve me in your suicide!
Did you see me coming,
On that lonely alpine bend?

Nowhere to turn,
Cliff wall to the right,
River to the left.

I hit the brakes,
But you kept coming.
Just stay in your lane!

The A.M. shift would miss me this morning.
Instead, they would pry me from...

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Cancer had taken her hopes and dreams.
All pain gone, we felt her relief.  
From another plane, her heart
Leapt with unbridled joy
 Reattached again
To her Soul Mate
Finding her
Sassy
Self...

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Laura Norder took her gun and strapped it to her thigh
The skirt she wore was so damned short she had to strap it high
And stood there on the corner where the street lamps dare not tread
She waited for the man who had perversion in his...

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the farmer knows the earth,
her cycles of preparation and harvesting,
the moon's tide and
Joseph's dream: the years of plenty
and the years of famine;
we live in the time of destruction:
Kali Yuga

growth is change and space must be made
for its planting
wild geese flying in formation leave no impression
in...

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By the light of the pinkest prettiest orange moon Faerie folk had ever seen,
There was a haze such as the elves could have invented, but maybe not.
It was the magical bewitching hour, and the meadow was dampish, and keen.
The nymphs had put their butterflies away,...

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Slodes new poem

Low slode-hand
I cant explain the fierce pain
Detached reattached  no change to spare
Wild and free and then god help me
Challenges inept
failures future reaps wisdoms fury
Torpedo submarine full secret in deep

Save me from myself
Some of my favorite songs had no meaning at all
They were...

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Senses untamed,
  spaces to reign

Bodies that die,
  spirits to fly

By length or by width,
  time is a myth

Dimension aground,
  essence refound

Eyes looking forward,
  eyes looking back

Eyes looking inward,
  soul reattached

All that was spoken,
  providence sings

Grand sublimation,
 —last bell...

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Why has she fed me with lies?
Why does she not truly reply,
to my voice, which we once both shared?
Has it been wiped off, the face of the earth
Or has she wondered off
with another kind.
Why is our string cut?
Why can't it be reattached?
Are we done for...

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Senses untamed,
spaces to reign

Bodies that die,
spirits to fly

Length or by width,
time is a myth

Dimension aground,
essence refound

Eyes looking forward,
eyes looking back

Eyes looking inward,
soul reattached

All that was spoken,
providence sings

Grand sublimation
—last bell to ring

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)...

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It rained
And then it pained
I wanted it to rain but now I'm scared 
Tears never stopped
Why is it so complicated 
My heart ached 
Uncontrolled, captivated 
I waited,
Maybe I will dream, I hoped 
Still never did leaf reattached 
Never did moonlight lit up the sky, shattered...

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The whistle blows, the chugging starts -
A steam train ride in France -
For those who like to try things 
From the past, this is your chance.

Since when it’s time to turn around,
The leading car’s unlatched
And driven to a turntable
Before it’s reattached.

The locomotive then gets cranked,
By...

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I havent written about him since the day i said goodbye. 
When i reattached his shadow so he could fly across the sky. 
I hadn't spoken a word to anyone I knew . 
Afraid of what People would think if I spoke my truth. ...

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